Quotes About Heart

I love you, she said, and I knew she meant it because she spoke the words from the heart at the center of her chest. This, at least, had not been left behind at the hospital.

I paused finally and watched the trees for slashes of light, but saw none. As my heart settled and my ears became less occupied I listened and heard nothing but the thready pulse of the night. And I sensed that the hunt was over. I'd been prey and now I was not. Prey knows this. Prey knows when it has escaped.

The truth about healing is that you don't need to heal to be whole. By whole, I mean damaged, missing pieces of who you were, your heart—missing what feels like some of your most important parts. Yet not missing any part of you at all. Being, in truth, larger than you were before. Because all of us are made not only of what we have but of what we lost. And loss is not a subtraction. As an experience, it is an addition.

What do you do when you find out your heart is the wrong kind? You take what you're given, and be the hero you can be. Hero to your own cold, inverted heart.

I have only one rule in acting--trust the director, and give him heart and soul.

Don't think. Believe. Trust your heart, not your brain. Don't think. Feel. Believe.

And I wish I had the power to tell tem that the despair of their hearts was not to be final, and their night was not without hope. For the battle they lost can never be lost.

If any part of your uncertainty is a conflict between your heart and your mind—follow your mind.

May knowledge come to us! What is this secret our heart has understood and yet will not reveal to us, although it seems to beat as if it were endeavoring to tell it?

The important thing is not to think much, but to love much.

His heart's as cold as an ice cube!' -- Peter Parker thought.

I am going to die. Not in the goth existential way of overwrought poetry, all, "I stood upon the stage of life and saw Death, my dark-eyed lover, flipping me the bird from the back row," but in the very literal sense that something's going to happen to make his heart stop beating in, oh, say the next five minutes.

At the end of the day, Cameron won't be a cyberkinetic superhero ready to save the world. He'll be a boy, standing in front of a girl, offering her the meager gift of his heart and hoping that it's enough.

Fear in its most wicked, powerful form cripples our souls and warps the very fabric of our true hearts.

We need to increasingly live from the fullness of our whole hearts in order to become who we are meant to be and play the significant role that is ours to play. We want to be awake and alert. We want to be women who live their lives on purpose.

We have to choose life. Choose risk. Choose love. The only safe place for our hearts is to dive deeply into the magnificent, eternal, ridiculous, overwhelming love that God has for us.

When we have a change of heart on the inside, it manifests itself on the outside.

The longing in the heart of a woman to share life together as a great adventure– that comes straight from God, who also longs for this. He does not want to be an option in our lives. He does not want to be an appendage, a tagalong. Neither does any woman. God is essential. He wants us to need him– desperately.

Your heart itself, as a woman, is an invitation. An invitation delivered in the most intimate and personalized way. Your Lover has written something on your heart. It is a call to find a life of Romance and to protect that love affair as your most precious treasure. A call to cultivate the beauty you hold inside, and to unveil your beauty on behalf of others. And it is a call to adventure, to become the ezer the world desperately needs you to be.

They loved God and their hearts were alive and there is nothing more gorgeous than that.

The mystery of the feminine heart was meant to be a good thing, by the way. A source of joy.

We can be so free. It all begins here—with an internal choice to let Christ so invade our hearts that we cannot be held to any sort of bondage internally. We choose to love, to forgive; we choose not to fear; we choose life.

Estoy aquí para aprender a amar».

The purposes of Jesus Christ are not finished when one of this precious ones is forgiven. Not at all. Would a good father feel satisfied when his daughter is rescued from a car accident, but left in the ICU? Doesn't he want her to be healed as well?... Now the Son of God has come to ransom you, and to heal your broken, wounded heart, and to set you free from bondage.