Quotes About Heart

The touched heart madly stirs, your laughter is water hurrying over pebbles - every gesture is a proclamation, every sound is speech...

I desire And I crave.

Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.

Love shook my heart like a wind falling on oaks on a mountain.

Now in my heart I see clearly a beautiful face shining back on me, stained with love

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She couldn't think straight. There was her home, her job, her way of life but the deep tenderness of his kiss reawakened her heart, dispelling all clouds and hurts and fears. She belonged to Andrew now and for ever and the singing within her was so loud and joyous that it all but quelled the little unease that was left.

She was foolish to go on meeting him for lunch, chatting at the library when every meeting troubled her foolish heart and made her see that she had fallen in love with him.

She came over to me and held me close to her. "You are the daughter of my heart, Victoria. I know it's not the same as having Gabriella, but the love is there

It was an insane, impossible-to-keep promise, of course. But he didn't care. Because when he'd made it, his heart--which, he suddenly understood, had been useless up until now, just killing time pumping his blood around--his heart had lifted right out of his chest, as if it had been reborn as a bird, and was now soaring somwhere near the top of the watchtower. And the view from there was terrific.

Your heart's like any other muscle, Stella. You have to stretch it out when it cramps up" -Grandma

I had never really understood what an adventure life could be, if you followed your heart and did what you really wanted to do, which is what we must all do in the end.

I shall not let a sorrow die Until I find the heart of it, Nor let a wordless joy go by Until it talks to me a bit.

Beauty, more than bitterness Makes the heart break.

My heart is a garden tired with autumn.

In my heart's most secret place, I pity them as angels do.

Never fear the thing you feel-- Only by love is life made real

The Flight Look back with longing eyes and know that I will follow, Lift me up in your love as a light wind lifts a swallow, Let our flight be far in sun or blowing rain-- But what if I heard my first love calling me again? Hold me on your heart as the brave sea holds the foam, Take me far away to the hills that hide your home; Peace shall thatch the roof and love shall latch the door-- But what if I heard my first love calling me once more?

When beauty grows too great to bear How shall I ease me of its ache, For beauty more than bitterness Makes the heart break.

I have shut my heart As one shuts an open door, That Love may starve therein And trouble me no more.

I would beat with your heart as it beats, I would follow your soul as it leads.

When April bends above me And finds me fast asleep, Dust need not keep the secret A live heart died to keep. When April tells the thrushes, The meadow-larks will know, And pipe the three words lightly To all the wind that blow. Above his roof the swallows, In notes like far-blown rain, Will tell the chirping sparrow Beside his window-pane. O sparrow, little sparrow, When I am fast asleep, Then tell my love the secret That I have died to keep.

Look back with longing eyes and know that I will follow, Lift me up in your love as a light wind lifts a swallow, Let our flight be far in sun or blowing rain– But what if I heard my first love calling me again? Hold me on your heart as the brave sea holds the foam, Take me far away to the hills that hide your home; Peace shall thatch the roof and love shall latch the door– But what if I heard my first love calling me once more?

May Night" The spring is fresh and fearless And every leaf is new, The world is brimmed with moonlight, The lilac brimmed with dew. Here in the moving shadows I catch my breath and sing-- My heart is fresh and fearless And over-brimmed with spring.