Quotes About Heart

No man ever believes with a true and saving faith unless God incline his heart, and no man when God does incline his heart can refrain from believing.

Truth is not an object to be possessed; it is a living thing recognized, cultivated by the mind and heart.

7] Letter showing the usefulness of proofs, by the Machine. Faith is different from proof. One is human and the other a gift of God. The just shall live by faith.1 This is the faith that God himself puts into our hearts, often using proof as the instrument. Faith cometh by hearing.2 But this faith is in our hearts, and makes us say not 'I know' but 'I believe'.

Circumcision of the heart, true fasting, true sacrifice, true temple;2 the prophets showed that all this must be spiritual. Not the flesh that perishes, but that which does not perish.3 'Ye shall be free indeed.'4 So the other freedom is just a figurative freedom. 'I am the true bread from heaven.'5

The heart has its reasons which reason knows nothing of... We know the truth not only by the reason, but by the heart

People often mistake their imagination for their heart, & so often are convinced they are converted as soon as they start thinking of becoming converted.

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God's will has been to redeem men and open the way of salvation to those who seek it, but men have shown themselves so unworthy that it is right for God to refuse to some, for their hardness of heart, what he grants to others by a mercy they have not earned... 'There is enough light for those who desire only to see, and enough darkness for those of a contrary disposition.

That is why those to whom God has given religious faith by moving their hearts are very fortunate, and feel quite legitimately convinced, but to those who do not have it we can only give such faith through reasoning, until God gives it by moving their heart, without which faith is only human and useless for salvation.

Love has reasons which reason cannot understand.

Gustavo Solivellas dice: El corazón tiene razones que la razón ignora (Blaise Pascal)

You wanted to think something lasted when you loved someone. Some part of that connection remained, that the person stayed inside you in a way. But maybe that wasn't always true. And maybe with someone like Phoebe, you didn't want them lingering on the outskirts of your heart, reminding you how unsafe the world was. Maybe it was better to forget some people completely. If you could. If that was even possible.

I opened Will's Bible and translated part of the ninth Psalm: " 'I will praise thee, O LORD, with my whole heart; I will shew forth all thy marvelous works. I will be glad and rejoice in thee; I will sing praise to thy name, O thou most High.

The stony soil of our heart, the rock foundation of our corrupt human nature, need not, therefore, be the basis for judgment upon us. It can be sprinkled with the blood of Jesus, just as the hill of Golgotha was when drops of blood fell upon it and it was transformed from a place of execution to the Rock of Atonement.

Sundown, yellow moon, I replay the past I know every scene by heart, they all went by so fast

Your heart is like the ocean, mysterious and dark.

Yes, and only if my own true love was waiting If I could hear his heart softly pounding Yes, and only if he was lying by me Would I lie in my bed once again.

I count the years and I shed no tears; I'm blinded to what might have been. Nature's voice makes my heart rejoice; play me the wild song of the wind.

The world don't need any more songs... As a matter of fact, if nobody wrote any songs from this day on, the world ain't gonna suffer for it... There's enough songs for people to listen to, if they want to listen to songs. For every man, woman and child on earth, they could be sent, probably, each of them, a hundred songs, and never be repeated... Unless someone's gonna come along with a pure heart and has something to say. That's a different story.

It felt like my heart leaped up to the sky, to some intergalactic star.

My heart is cold, it should wear a mitten. My heart is whatever temperature a heart is in a man who doesn't believe in heaven. from "Pilgrimage

The human heart is greedy; it will use religion, color, or any other excuse to justify its greed. Blame the human heart.

No doubt it is true that there is more rejoicing in heaven over one sinner repented than over all the saints who consistently remain holy, and the rare, sudden gentlenesses of arrogant people have infinitely more effect than the continual gentleness of gentle people. Arrogance turned gentle melts the heart.

And if he were really to do good he would have needed in addition to his principles, a heart capable of violating them - a heart which knows only of particular not of general cases and which achieves greatness in little actions.