Quotes About Heart

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But it had been a wonderful day, the most wonderful day in her whole life. She thought about the beautiful lake, and the town she had seen, and the big store full of so many things. She held the pebbles carefully in her lap, and her candy heart wrapped carefully in her handkerchief until she got home and could put it away to keep always. It was too pretty to eat.

The chilly mist settled down around them, sinking like midnight into his bones. His arm hurt, and his heart felt like an open wound in his chest.

She held the ring in her palm, looking down at it. When she turned it in her hand, she saw for the first time that there were letters engraved on the inner curve as well as the outside. She tilted it to the light. A vila mon Coeur, it said in French. A vila mon Coeur. Gardi li mo. She closed her eyes, curling her fingers tight around the ring, and bowed her head with a whimper of despair. Here is my heart. Guard it well.

See that's it. You can't try to love somebody. You just do it.

Silence is also speech. -Silerian Proverb The bitter heart eats it's owner. -Kintish Proverb Only one thing is better than learning an enemy is dead: learning that he is in Sileria. -Valdani Proverb

Where is home? Home is where the heart can laugh without shyness. Home is where the heart's tears can dry at their own pace.

The constitution of our country says that all men are created equal, but it's a lie. I'll never be able to make a jump shot like Magic Johnson, or drive a car like Mario Andretti, or paint like Picasso. We are not created equal in talent. But the place where we are least equal is the heart. You can work at a talent, take lessons, but love, love either works or it doesn't. You love someone or you don't. You can't change it. You can't undo it. - A Lick of Frost

The heart wants what it wants, Dolp. You don't plan on making your life complicated, it just happens,and you dont do it on purpose, and you don't do it to hurt people who love you. It just turns out that way sometimes.

We are not created equal in talent. But the place where we are least equal is the heart. You can work at a talent, take lessons, but love, love either works or it doesn't. You love someone or you don't. You can't change it. You can't undo it.

Methinks we have a clue. Be still, my heart.

People talk of sorrow as if it is soft, a thing of water and tears. But true sorrow is not soft. True sorrow is a thing of fire, and rock. It burns your heart, crushes your soul under the weight of mountains. It destroys, and even if you keep breathing, keep going, you die.

being physically intimidating didn't keep you from getting your feelings hurt. Everyone's heart is the same size.

but there were no faerie godmothers. There were only mothers and grandmothers, and there was no magic wand to wave over a person's heart and make it all better. The fairy tales lied. ...Fucking Brothers Grimm.

some choices you make with your heart some with your head but when in doubt choose head over heart.... it will keep you alive. -merry gentry

Baz? kararlar?m?z? beynimizle baz?lar?n? da kalbimizle veririz, eÄŸer süpheye düÅŸtüÄŸümüzde beynimizi seçersek hayatta kal?r?z. sy.289

I knew you were powerful, ruthless, and pretty, but that you have a mind and a heart besides is going to take some getting used to." "Does everyone pretty much think I'm just a sociopath who happens to have magical abilities?" "It's all you let people see," he said, "until now.

Benissimo. Il tuo peccato è la lussuria, Anita, cioè lo stesso del tuo master e di tutti i suoi vampiri.» Scossi la testa, sentendo un sorriso sgradevole incurvarmi le labbra. Lo stesso sorriso che lascia freddi i miei occhi e di solito significa che sono davvero incazzata. «No, non è questo il mio peccato. Non è quello più vicino e più caro al mio cuore.» «E qual è allora il tuo peccato?» «L'ira, Malcom. L'ira.»

Bless his chauvinistic heart

I'd grown up, and I was finally my father's daughter. Some choices you make with your heart, some with your head, but when in doubt choose head over heart—it will keep you alive.

I was debating on whether to carry a second gun. A fashion accessory nearer and dearer to my heart than any piece of clothing.

First I have to accept the fact that you're kindhearted, now I have to accept the fact that you're insightful as well. I knew you were powerful, ruthless, and pretty, but that you have a mind and a heart besides is going to take some getting used to.

It's too thick. Human blood is a little more watery than that, even heart blood.

Even in your closest friendships, you're alone. Maybe it's your best friend who, in fact, reminds you, just by making it her business to try to know your heart, that no one can - that our fate is to suffer in isolation and then die. But it's our collective fate! So I guess I'm an optimist.