Quotes About Heart

Smile of love, a flower planted, Sprung in the garden of joy that art: Eyes that shine with a glow enchanted, Whose spreading fires encircle my heart, And warm with a noon-ray drenched in fire My land of delight, my land of desire!

She has learnt the language of love From lips that laugh in the sun, Where the skies are so clear above, Her eyes fresh blue have won. But oh be still my heart! Will she yet remember the day Her tears o'er our kiss did run, The day that she went away?

That discipline which corrects the eagerness of worldly passions, which fortifies the heart with virtuous principles, which enlightens the mind with useful knowledge, and furnishes to it matter of enjoyment from within itself, is of more consequence to real felicity than all the provisions which we can make of the goods of fortune.

I would have rummaged, ransacked at the word; Those old odd corners of an empty heart; For remnants of dim love the long disused, And dusty crumbling of romance!

The heavens and earth stay as they were; my heart Beats as it beat: the truth remains the truth.

Oh heart! oh blood that freezes, blood that burns!Earth's returnsFor whole centuries of folly, noise and sin!Shut them in,With their triumphs and their glories and the rest!Love is best!

Open my heart, and you will seeGraved inside of it, "Italy."

She hadA heart—how shall I say?—too soon made glad.

Love is the energy of life.

Books are my treasures—the best that I've got." Books are like rivers that flow through my head. Books are like roads," she just might have said. "Roads that connect my old self to my new. Unlocking our hearts to what's noble and true.

A gaudy dress and gentle air May slightly touch the heart; But it's innocence and modesty that polished the dart.

The heart and benevolent and kind the most resembles God.

I am little acquainted with politeness, but I know a good deal of benevolence of temper and goodness of heart.

A gaudy dress and gentle air May slightly touch the heart; But it's innocence and modesty That polishes the dart.

A gaudy dress and gentle air May slightly touch the heart; But it's innocence and modesty That polishes the dart.

If there be a hell upon earth, it is to be found in a melancholy man's heart.

There are a lot of things that make up a performance, a lot of technical things. It isn't always just about pulling it up from the darkest recesses of your mind or your heart. It's your experience and your observation.

Thanksgiving is nothing if not a glad and reverent lifting of the heart to God in honor and praise for His goodness.

Yes, trust them not, for there is an upstart crow, beautified with our feathers, that with his tiger's heart wrapped in a player's hide supposes he is as well able to bombast out a blank verse as the best of you, and being an absolute Johannes Factotum, is in his own conceit the only Shake-scene in a country.

My mother says men are different from us. She says we want to be in love, but only with the one we want; a man needs to be in love, but he will love the first woman to tie a string to his heart. - Egwene, speaking to Elayne

Your body is only clothing. Your flesh will wither, but you are your heart and mind, and they do not change except to grow stronger.

The seals that hold back night shall weaken, and in the heart of winter shall winter's heart be born amid the wailing of lamentations and the gnashing of teeth, for winter's heart shall ride a black horse, and the name of it is Death. -from The Karaethon Cycle: The Prophecies of the Dragon

Beauty flees,"[...]Will you no longer be you? Your body is only clothing. Your flesh will wither, but you are your heart and mind, and they do not change except to grow stronger.

My love is gone, carried away, by the wind that shakes the willow, and all the land is beaten hard, by the wind that shakes the willow. But I will hold her close to me in heart and dearest memory, and with her strength to steel my soul, her love to warm my heart-strings, I will stand where we once sang, though cold wind shakes the willow.