Quotes About Heart

Every act of love, every moment of the heart reaching out, is a part of the universal good: it's a part of God, or what we call God, and it can never die.

my heart put a wishing star in my eyes for them.

There's a kind of luck that's not much more than being in the right place at the right time, a kind of inspiration that's not much more than doing the right thing in the right way, and both only really happen to you when you empty your heart of ambition, purpose, and plan; when you give yourself, completely, to the golden, fate-filled moment. I

And somehow, through those hours of fear and suffering and death, I found new ways and reasons to like the woman I already loved with all my heart.

The soul has no culture. The soul has no nations. The soul has no colour or accent or way of life. The soul is forever. The soul is one. And when the heart has its moment of truth and sorrow, the soul can't be stilled.

They claim a hidden corner of our hearts, all those moments that stay with us unscreamed.

There's no heart like the Indian heart.

Fiecare b?taie de inim? omeneasc?, este un univers de posibilit??i.

I was thinking about another kind of river, one that runs through every one of us, no matter where we come from, all over the world. It's the river of the heart, and the heart's desire. It's the pure, essential truth of what each one of us is, and can achieve. All

I saw that liberated, unconstrained spirit wherever I looked, and I found myself responding to it with the whole of my heart.

The fugitive kind run, trying against their hearts to annihilate the past, and with it every tell-tale trace of what they were, where they came from, and those who once loved them. And they run into that extinction of themselves, to survive, but they always fail. We can deny the past, but we can't escape its torment because the past is a speaking shadow that keeps pace with the truth of what we are, step for step, until we die.

No smile would work, no goodbye would pray, no kindness would save, if the truth inside us wasn't beautiful. And the true heart of us, our human kind, is that we are connected, at out best, by purities of love found in no other creature

But wisdom, in one sense, is the opposite of love. Love survives in us precisely because it isn't wise.

Magic, the trick that connects the ordinary to the impossible, was the invisible river that ran through every street and beating heart in Bombay in those years, and nothing, from the postal service to the pleading of beggars, worked without a measure of it.

There was so much bravery in that small package. The emotion that burned my eyes was love, the pure, pride-filled love of father for son. I loved him with all my heart in that second.

There's a kind of luck that's not much more than being in the right place at the right time, a kind of inspiration that's not much more than doing the right thing in the right way, and both only really happen to you when you empty your heart of ambition, purpose, and plan; when you give yourself, completely, to the golden, fate-filled moment.

If you make your heart into a weapon, you always end up using it on yourself.

and my heart was as clean and hungry for promises as a monsoon morning in the gardens of Malabar.

The streets were empty. I ran through puddles of fast-flowing water, reflecting the lightning-fractured sky. All the loneliness and all the love I knew collected and combined in me, until my heart was as swollen with love for her as the clouds above were swollen with their mass of rain. And I ran. I ran. And, somehow, I was back in that street, back at the doorway to her house.

Ka?de uderzenie ludzkiego serca jest kosmosem mo?liwo?ci

Every virtuous act has some dark secret in its heart, Khaderbhai once told me, and every risk we take contains a mystery that can't be solved.

And it's for those small victories of the heart, and the spirit, and the will that we sometimes risk the body that cradles them.

But the soul has no culture. The soul has no nations. The soul has no colour or accent or way of life. The soul is forever. The soul is one. And when the heart has its moment of truth and sorrow, the soul can't be stilled. I

In the end I realised that it was the heart, the Indian heart that Vikram had talked about—the land where heart is king—that held me when so many intuitions told me I should leave.