Quotes About Heart

El recuerdo es el idioma de los sentimientos

Al llegar al corazón el tiempo no puede ya medirse, y en la infinita rosa violeta del centro el cronopio encuentra un gran contento...

Antes de caer en la nada con el último diástole

Nunca quise mariposas clavadas en un cartón, busco una ecología poética, atisbarme y a veces reconocerme desde mundos diferentes, cosas que sólo los poemas no habían olvidado y me guardaban como viejas fotografías fieles. No aceptar otra orden que las afinidades, otra cronología que la del corazón, otro horario que el de los encuentros a deshora, los verdaderos

History is not just facts and events. History is also a pain in the heart and we repeat history until we are able to make another's pain in the heart our own.

History is not just facts and events. History is also a pain in the heart and we repeat history until we are able to make another's pain in the heart our own.

It ain't how long you know somebody that means anything. It's what that person mean to you in your heart.

Moyo kabla ya silaha

Having our hearts exposed is an extremely vulnerable position to be in. It can make us feel persecuted and alone. Why did this happen to me? we ask. It happened partly because we were fortunate enough to have loved someone. Without love there would be no grief.

LISTEN Listening to your heart, finding out who you are, is not simple. It takes time for the chatter to quiet down. In the silence of "not doing" we begin to know what we feel. If we listen and hear what is being offered, then anything in life can be our guide. Listen. —author unknown

THIS BODY Happy, I listen to the tinny sounds of the great music I still hear. Dazzling clear pure upper tones have disappeared but I am alive, silvery and achy—like Beethoven I listen with my imagination not my senses to the cascading notes that play on the cosmos, I listen with my heart and dance to the bliss I would never have known without this human body. JANINE CANAN

Self-determination has to mean that the leader is your individual gut, and heart, and mind or we're talking about power, again, and its rather well-known impurities. Who is really going to care whether you live or die and who is going to know the most intimate motivation for your laughter and your tears is the only person to be trusted to speak for you and to decide what you will or will not do.

An unforgiving heart robs one of all the blessings of the Lord as well as health and answers to prayers. Why? You placed these people in the bondage of judgment through your words of condemnation

and when he thought about the way she laughed, as though she owned the air around her, his heart thundered inside his chest, a lonely rada.

In the months that follow you bend to the work, because it feels like hope, like grace--and because you know in your lying cheater's heart that sometimes a start is all we ever get.

My heart is beating like it's lonely, like there's nothing else inside of me.

That's about it. In the months that follow you bend to the work. Because it feels like hope, like grace--- and because you know in your lying cheater's heart that sometimes a start is all we ever get.

You were at the age where you could fall in love with a girl over an expression, over a gesture. That's what happened with your girlfriend, Paloma- she stooped to pick up her purse and your heart flew out of you.

A heart like mine, which never got any kind of affection growing up, is terrible above all things.

because you know in your lying cheater's heart that sometimes a start is all we ever get.

I think older people can appreciate my music because I really show my heart when I sing, and it's not corny. I think I can grow as an artist, and my fans will grow with me.

The heart, once broken, stayed broken.

It was love, and only love, that opened your eyes.

The road to death is a long march beset with all evils, and the heart fails little by little at each new terror, the bones rebel at each step, the mind sets up its own bitter resistance and to what end? The barriers sink one by one, and no covering of the eyes shuts out the landscape of disaster, nor the sight of crimes committed there. —KATHERINE ANNE PORTER