Quotes About Heart

Yes you had the reason of going to bed with a proud heart and an empty stomach,' said I. 'Proud people breed sad sorrows for themselves

I'd soon put that little canary into the park on a winter's day as recommend you to bestow your heart on him!

I have to remind myself to breathe— almost to remind my heart to beat! And it is like bending back a stiff spring: it is by compulsion that I do the slightest act not prompted by one thought; and by compulsion that I notice anything alive or dead, which is not associated with one universal idea.

A good heart will help you to a bonny face, my lad... and a bad one will turn the bonniest into something worse than ugly.' ... So I chattered on; and Heathcliff gradually lost his frown, and began to look quite pleasant...

I have to remind myself to breathe - almost to remind my heart to beat! And it is like bending back a stiff spring ... it is by compulsion, ..

The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed.

Kötü bir yürek en sevimlileri bile çirkinden de kötü yapar.

We ask for nothing further here But our own hearts and liberty

A cada momento necesito recordarme a mí mismo que he de respirar, que ha de seguir palpitándome el corazón...!

Leave the heart that now I bear, and give me liberty!

Yüzün kapkara olsayd? bile, iyi bir kalbin oldukça bu senin yüzünü ayd?nlat?rd? çocuÄŸum, kötü bir kalp ise en temiz yüzlüyü bile iÄŸrençten daha beter birine çevirir.

Me thinks this heart should rest awhile... / Those flowers were formed to feel the breeze / Wave their light leaves in summer's glow... / And I lament because I know / That cold departure pictures mine.

And yet a little longer speak, Calm this resentful mood; And while the savage heart grows meek, For other token do not seek, But let the tear upon my cheek Evince my gratitude!

And if I pray, the only prayer That moves my lips for me Is, 'Leave the heart that now I bear, And give me liberty!

Riches I hold in light esteem, And love I laugh to scorn, And lust of fame was but a dream That vanished with the morn. And if I pray, the only prayer That moves my lips for me Is, 'Leave the heart that now I bear, And give me liberty!' Yes, as my swift days near their goal, 'Tis all that I implore - In life and death, a chainless soul, With courage to endure.

Till I loved I never lived.

My love for those I love -- not many -- not very many, but don't I love them so?

Heart, we will forget him! You and I, to-night! You may forget the warmth he gave, I will forget the light. When you have done, pray tell me, That I my thoughts may dim; Haste! lest while you're lagging, I may remember him!

They say that 'home is where the heart is.' I think it is where the house is, and the adjacent buildings.

I think of love, and you, and my heart grows full and warm, and my breath stands still.

The Heart is the Capital of the Mind— The Mind is a single State— The Heart and the Mind together make A single Continent— One—is the Population— Numerous enough— This ecstatic Nation Seek—it is Yourself.

Till I loved I never liked enough.

Where Thou art - that - is Home.

Have you got a brook in your little heart, Where bashful flowers blow, And blushing birds go down to drink, And shadows tremble so?