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Quotes About Heart

Every day, let our words blossom lotus in some one's heart.
~ Amit Ray
Just trusting the soul cannot lead you to higher consciousness. You have to pay attention for the beautification of your heart.
~ Amit Ray
Peace is the music of every heart. Our glory lies in understanding, listening and honoring that music.
~ Amit Ray
Science of happiness lies in our understanding. The secrets of happiness lie in our capacity to expand our heart.
~ Amit Ray
Spirituality is the drive for the ultimate expansion of the heart and removing all the fears, doubts, and hatred from the mind.
~ Amit Ray
The true miracle lies in our eagerness to allow, appreciate, and honor the uniqueness, and freedom of each sentient being to sing the song of their heart.
~ Amit Ray
You will shine wherever you go, if you carry the light of compassion in your heart.
~ Amit Ray
How had it happened that when choosing the men and women who were to be torn from this subjugated plain, the hand of destiny had stayed so far inland, away from the busy coastlines, to alight on the people who were, of all, the most stubbornly rooted in the silt of the Ganga, in a soil that had to be sown with suffering to yield its crop of story and song? It was as if fate had thrust its fist through the living flesh of the land in order to tear away a piece of its stricken heart.
~ Amitav Ghosh
Love doesn't reside in the heart, anyway. Love resides in the liver along with jaundice.
~ Amy Gerstler
Love's for fools wise enough to take a chance.
~ Amy Grant
Okay," Crick said, rolling his eyes. "I give. Which part of my body is more interesting than my ass?" Deacon rewarded his obtuseness with a smack to the head. "Your heart, you fuckin' moron...
~ Amy Lane
Surprisingly, their next kiss generated some heat, and the next, and the next, because touching Will without heat, without tenderness, without heart, turned out to be something Kenny absolutely could not do.
~ Amy Lane
Just a heart as open as the blue sky. Any evil fucker
~ Amy Lane
Okay," Crick said, rolling his eyes. "I give. Which part of my body is more interesting than my ass?" Deacon rewarded his obtuseness with a smack to the head. "Your heart, you fuckin' moron. Man, I get about fifteen minutes a day max out of your ass—it's your heart I want twenty-four-seven. Jesus, Crick—stop thinking in your pants!
~ Amy Lane
There was a lot of heart here, and a lot of joy of the game, but not a smidge of talent anywhere. And someone had wet their pants.
~ Amy Lane
I…." I love you. I think I do. I think maybe I loved you a month ago. I think
~ Amy Lane
His heart felt like an aging cardboard box in the rain. Only the memory of what he was supposed to be held him up.
~ Amy Lane
Yes, it's hard to understand," Mikhail growled back. "You have this… this magnificent heart, and you just… try to throw it away. How could you do it?
~ Amy Lane
It had to be their home. Because Jackson literally had no place else to go, either in his person or in his heart. Scary Monsters, Running Fish JACKSON ARRIVED none too soon.
~ Amy Lane
opened my heart, it filled with love, with sex, with power, with new. With every door I pulverized, I knew I'd be missing you. All alone in an empty room.
~ Amy Lane
Deacon is one of those rare individuals," Jon began, trying to sound jaunty and failing, "whose heart takes the lead before his desire, and not the other way around.
~ Amy Lane
And like everybody else in the world, his heart lodged in his throat and tried to choke him when he saw Mackey Sanders scampering along the top of the giant amplifier. But when he saw Mackey fall off, it threatened to stop.
~ Amy Lane
Life is a stream On which we strew Petal by petal the flower of our heart; The end lost in dream, They float past our view, We only watch their glad, early start. Freighted with hope, Crimsoned with joy, We scatter the leaves of our opening rose; Their widening scope, Their distant employ, We never shall know. And the stream as it flows Sweeps them away, Each one is gone Ever beyond into infinite ways. We alone stay While years hurry on, The flower fared forth, though its fragrance still stays.
~ Amy Lowell
Witch-heart, are you gold or black?
~ Amy Lowell