Quotes About Heart

Susan Mallery

Forgiveness is a gift given by those with a full heart.

Kurz hatte sie darüber nachgedacht, in eine größere Stadt zu ziehen, dann aber erkannt, dass sie im Grunde ihres Herzens ein Kleinstadtmädchen war.

healing, like life, was a journey, not a destination, then she would keep moving forward. And one day, she would realize the hole in her heart had filled in just enough to be survivable.

I don't think love is something you can start and stop by choosing. Our hearts tell us who we will love, and not the other way.

Well, it does educate us about life. I wouldn't be the person I am, I wouldn't understand what I understand, were it not for certain books. I'm thinking of the great question of nineteenth-century Russian literature: how should one live? A novel worth reading is an education of the heart. It enlarges your sense of human possibility, of what human nature is, of what happens in the world. It's a creator of inwardness.

Nothing can match the elation of the chronically melancholy when joy arrives. But before being allowed to arrive, it must lay siege to the weary heart. Let me in, it mews, it bellows. The heart must be forced.

I took a trip to see the beautiful things. Change of scenery. Change of heart. And do you know? What? They're still there. Ah, but they won't be there for long. I know. That's why I went. To say goodbye. Whenever I travel, it's always to say goodbye.

The Cavaliere is no democrat. But his chilly heart is not insensitive to a certain idea of justice. Not for him the behavior of his grandfather, of whom it is told that he brained a serving boy while drunk in a tavern near London, and retired without realizing what he had done. The distraught taverner followed him to his room and said, "My lord, do you know that you killed that boy?" Stammered the Cavaliere's ancestor: "Put him on the bill." *

An event in the present evokes past sensations. But science couldn't explain how a foolish heart had the power to overrule common sense.

He could not name precisely the special quality she possessed. A glow. An exuberance. An aggressive and determined joy that gave her the courage to push past his defenses, to confront him with unflinching courage, to look into his heart and to see something there worth fighting for.

If she hadn't paid the price of her heart, perhaps this gift would never have been hers.

No, my darling. I'll love the woman you keep hidden inside you. You've led men to battle, but never into your heart. Men respect you, they obey you, but they see you as a warrior. You've never had the chance to blossom.

remember the love.

brutal honesty has its place, but the occasional white lie does wonders for a fragile heart.

I drew the things of nature, leaves and berries, shore grasses and nuts and long fronds of fern. I drew a curlew perched at the end of a pier, and a cormorant with wings outstretched to catch the breeze. Drawing is a way to make sense of the world in my heart and mind. I speak through my drawing and sometimes I discover my own feelings that were hidden from me.

You will never be completely at home again, because part of your heart always will be elsewhere. That is the price you pay for the richness of loving and knowing people in more than one place. —Miriam Adeney

they rarely spoke. They didn't need to, because they knew each other's hearts without words.

But there's no dictating the directions a heart can take, or how far it will go to follow its urgings, or how many large loves it will embrace. Deeply, tenderly.

Lovers are rarely the most rational beings in creation...

Above all remember this: that magic belongs as much to the heart as to the head and everything which is done, should be done from love or joy or righteous anger.

Above all remember this: that magic belongs as much to the heart as to the head and everything which is done, should be done from love or joy or righteous anger (from Ladies of Grace Adieu).

When you play, you must open your heart to its magic. Listen to what it tells you, and you'll be repaid tenfold.

That's because the guitar is speaking to you, bringing your senses alive. Music is an age-old language. It speaks to everyone, young and old. It lifts the spirit and touches the heart, when it stops it lives on inside you, making you richer in mind and spirit.