Quotes About Heart

She confused wit with intelligence, and made people laugh rather than lightening their hearts or making them think.

People think of hearts when they think of love, but a heart is a bloody organ in the body. It doesn't have any emotions. It's like a metaphor for love that has nothing to do with what love actually is.

We all know that Beauty grows to love the Beast. She grows to love him, despite what her family might think ? for his charm and education, his knowledge of art and his sensitive heart.

She didn't know if she could love her own mangled, strange heart. She wanted someone else to do it for her, to see it beating behind her ribs and to say, I can see your true self. It is there, and it is rare and worthy. I love you.

Blood gushed rhythmically from my open wound, then from my eyes, my ears, my mouth. It tasted like salt and failure. The bright red shame of being unloved soaked the grass in front of our house, the bricks of the path, the steps to the porch. My heart spasmed among the peonies like a trout.

Jule believed that the more you sweat in practice, the less you bleed in battle. She believed that the best way to avoid having your heart broken was to pretend you don't have one. She believed that the way you speak is often more important than anything you have to say. She also believed in action movies, weight training, the power of makeup, memorization, equal rights, and the idea that YouTube videos can teach you a million things you won't learn in college.

Jule believed that the more you sweat in practice, the less you bleed in battle. She believed that the best way to avoid having your heart broken was to pretend you don't have one. She believed that the way you speak is often more important than anything you have to say.

It's the opposite of love." Me. Talking without planning to. "Hmm? How so?" "People think of hearts when they think of love, but a heart is a bloody organ in the body. It doesn't have any emotions. It's like a metaphor for love that has nothing to do with what love actually is.

But his heart had lit never to be quenched again, and one thing in him at last was real.

Thanksgiving Day is a jewel, to set in the hearts of honest men; but be careful that you do not take the day, and leave out the gratitude.

The opponent strikes you on your cheek, and you strike him on the heart by your amazing spiritual audacity in turning the other cheek. You wrest the offensive from him by refusing to take his weapons, by keeping your own, and by striking him in his conscience from a higher level. He hits you physically, and you hit him spiritually.

The unregenerate human heart is, perhaps,the most inconsistent thing in all nature; and in nothing is it more capricious than in the manifestations of its passions; and in no passion is it so fantastic as in that which it miscalls love, but which is really often only appetite.

Unless you love someone, nothing else makes sense.

Trust your heart if the seas catch fire, live by love though the stars walk backward.

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in my heart)

While her lips talked culture, her heart was planning to invite him to tea

Aziz winked at him slowly and said: "...There are many ways of being a man; mine is to express what is deepest in my heart.

You can transmute love, ignore it, muddle it, but you can never pull it out of you.

One touch of regret- not the canny substitute but the true regret from the heart- would have made him a different man, and the British Empire a different institution.

Beautiful conventions received them--while beyond the barrier Maurice wandered, the wrong words on his lips, the wrong desires in his heart, and his arms full of air.

The stories of Harmonius and Aristogeiton, of Phaedrus of the Theban Band were well enough for those whose hearts were empty, but no substitute for life. That Clive should occasionally prefer them puzzled him.

They go forth into it with well deveoped bodies,fairly developed minds and undeveloped hearts... An undeveloped heart, not a cold one. The difference is important...

For all his culture, Cecil was an ascetic at heart, and nothing in his love became him like the leaving of it.

I do not want my voice to go out into the air while my heart is sinking.