Quotes About Heart

One cannot love dust. One might as well put the hook in one's heart oneself.

Pure in love, pure in attention, pure of heart. The other is no matter. Like thee and me, 'tis but a metaphor given flesh.

All of Mingan's longings and his sorrows were there under Strifbjorn's heart, only waiting to be taken out and examined in the light.

If anything meant home and strength and heart and culture more to him than the New York Public Library lions, he couldn't have named it.

The Devil might claim he could not see in human hearts. But Lucifer was, after all, the Prince of Lies. And when those lies went clothed in truth, so much the better.

Even in the heart of the empire, corruption spreads.

I hauled my heart out of my pants with both hands and followed it through the breached hull, and into the night.

Such a pretty thing, and so flawed at his heart: it made the Devil's fingers itch to mend him.

Muire closed her eyes and spoke around a heart's denial.

Earth rained on the bushed-copper coffin like the heating of my heart in my ears.

You are always in my thoughts. When you were little, I knew your whereabouts at any given moment. Now that you are...off on your own, I still always know where you are, because I keep you in my heart.

The tumult in the heart keeps asking questions And then it stops and undertakes to answer In the same tone of voice.

At night the grackle Love will start To shriek and shrill, Nor will he once be still Till he has wide awake the backward heart. So selfish Love, Go hush; Feathers and claws take off Or seek some bush.

The tumult in the heart keeps asking questions. And then it stops and undertakes to answer in the same tone of voice. No one could tell the difference. Uninnocent, these conversations start, and then engage the senses, only half-meaning to. And then there is no choice, and then there is no sense; until a name and all its connotation are the same.

Every great legend is at its heart a tale of innocence lost, and perhaps that was the role I was destined to play.

The heart may think it knows better: The senses know that absence blots people out. We have really no absent friends.

The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out.

Henrietta knew of the heart as an organ; she privately saw it covered in red plush and believed that it could not break, though it might tear.

he felt her knocking through him like another heart outside his own ribs.

That did it. With his masculine pride completely trampled beneath her sturdy and practical heel, Jack made a vow. The moment this ends, I am going straight up to London to cut a swath through Society that will ensure my place in history alongside Casanova and every other great rake. There won't be a woman's heart safe from my charms.

Your eyes are the shade of intelligence, able to pierce a man's heart with merely a glance. As they have done so to mine.

there is love at first sight - so the troubadours say - and there is the love that you take on piece by piece - like armouring yourself . . .' A thoughtful look crossed his face. 'Or perhaps like removing your armour. How many people would you allow within the space between your heart and your shield

When you love someone, it's never over,' Dr. Carruthers replied gently. 'You move on, because you have to, but you bring him in your heart.

The truth was, it was myself I couldn't trust, my eyes from betraying my heart.