Quotes About Heart

Words may be false and full of art, Sighs are the natural language of the heart.

Oh,' said the little girl, 'my head's on your heart; I can hear it going. What a big heart you've got, father dear.

But my anxious heart is eating up my body, eating up my nerves, eating up my brain. I feel this poison slowly filling my veins - every particle becoming slowly tainted.... I am never, never calm, never for an instant.

When you're willing to be with your experience, simply naming your feelings and needs without frantically trying to get rid of them, you're practicing what Buddhists call "mindfulness." It is neither passive nor active, but a deep honoring of your own humanity as you come to terms with the vulnerabilities of having a heart that loves.

We will prepare ourselves for love by opening our hearts to those in our lives at a whole new level, exploring and expanding our capacity for healthy interdependence

The central Jewish confession of faith is the Shema: "Hear, O Israel: The LORD our God, the LORD is one. Love the LORD your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your strength" (Deuteronomy 6:4–5).

I believe this son represents those of us who are "Pharisees" in our hearts. We keep all the rules, we do everything required of us, and we are faithful and loyal believers. But we lack what our Father cares about most: love, compassion, mercy, grace, and forgiveness.

Statistics and data about the importance of connections can only go so far in convincing us to make our relationships strong and vibrant. There is a more urgent wisdom that comes from our hearts: a realization that something has gone missing; a longing for the attachments that make life rich and full.

Optimism is wide-open in contrast to pessimism's closed heart.

Go to your heart. Listen. There is the wisdom.

When we open our hearts to each other we allow grace to enter. It is as simple as that. And suffering--events that break open the heart--can become the refiner's fire that leaves us fully open to the truth about love and compassion.

Aeschylus. He who learns must suffer. And even in our sleep, pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart, and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God.

At its Greek root, "to believe" simply means "to give one's heart to." Thus, if we can determine what it is we give our heart to, then we will know what it is we believe.

Poets are immersed in process, and I mean process not as an amorphous blur but as a discipline. The hard work of writing has taught me that in matters of the heart, such as writing, or faith, there is no right or wrong way to do it, but only the way of your life. Just paying attention will teach you what bears fruit and what doesn't. But it will be necessary to revise--to doodle, scratch out, erase, even make a mess of things--in order to make it come out right.

Flora Brimm was a Pinkerton agent's worst nightmare, the type of woman who would niggle her way into his thoughts at the oddest moments, work her way into his heart, and all the while irritate him beyond description.

Yoga isn't just about showing up on the mat. It's about showing up in your life, in your day; it's about opening your heart while standing firm and strong and believing in yourself.

the heart shaped bullet

That afternoon, I begin to learn the wisdom of keeping my feelings to myself, a lesson reinforced often during a childhood of female warfare and tricky, shifting alliances, so often that my genius for envasion at last approaches that of my mother. She may sleep with a mask, but by the time I am a teenager I have made one within myself, I have hidden my heart.

as she breathed deeply, trying to lower her pulse rate. Rick

A legend, Kludd, is a story that you begin to feel in your gizzard and then over time it becomes true in your heart. And perhaps makes you become a better owl.

God has his own ways and means to work in the hearts of men and we do not know how close they are to him, but by their actions we will always know whether they are at his disposal or not.

This elven face of mine is deceiving, for I've been cursed with an all-too-human heart." Ador

Your heart rate is up," I said, my lips on his pulse point. "You have that effect on me," he answered, a smile in his joke. "Well, you know what they say: When two hearts race, both win." He lifted my chin to kiss me again. "Who said that?" "I don't know. I saw it in on the inside of a Dove chocolate wrapper. But it fits, don't you think?

My heart sobbed a lament that was hard to ignore.