Quotes About Heart

It still beat with a trip and a hammer, for that is the way a heart must go. But, whereas before it had woven only dark things when it dwelled upon my cousin, now within the fabric of my heart there ran, for him and him alone, one single strand of pure, untarnishable gold.

But my heart rebelled.

Never regret love.

I simply did what my heart demanded.

Don't throw away love.

This is the third most powerful kind of wish there is: the one you make unbidden, not to your heart, but from it. Only knowing what it is you wish for as you hear your own voice, proclaiming it aloud.

The fear in his eyes and in his voice telling anyone with eyes and ears of their own all they needed to know about what was in his heart.

For he rewove the very fabric of my heart.

Love was all around me. I simply had to find a way to make it thrive.

ASSOCIATION COPY (excerpt) Who can help the heart, which is grand and full of gestures? … The whole year I spent loving him, something splendid as lemons, sour and bright and leading my tongue toward new language, was on the book shelf… We make habits out of words. I grew accustomed to his, the way they spooned me into sleep so many times.

I'm not made to philosophize, I don't have the heart for it. My heart is more like a machine for making blood to be spilled in a knife fight...

La vida no es sólo el corazón que late. Es también el pensamiento flotando sobre el corazón que ha dejado de latir.

Literature is unique. To understand literature, you read it with your head, but you interpret it with your heart. The two are forced to work together-and quite frankly, they often don't get along.

I had read essays describing the horrors of genocide committed during the Chinese Cultural Revolution. I had lectured on Jewish literature detailing the atrocities carried out by Hitler. I had read the words in my head but never comprehended their depth in my heart—until I lived them. Only later would I realize that there are no words harsh enough, no paragraphs wide enough, no books deep enough to convey the weight of true human sorrow.

But literature is unique. To understand literature, you read it with your head, but you interpret it with your heart. The two are forced to work together—and, quite frankly, they often don't get along.

Maybe mistakes are what make our fate... without them what would shape our lives? Maybe if we had never veered off course we wouldn't fall in love, have babies, or be who we are. After all, things change, so do cities, people come into your life and they go. But it's comforting to know that the ones you love are always in your heart... and if you're very lucky, a plane ride away

Despite the prayers and tears and earnest pleading, and pittiest protests for a hero's fall. Despite the hopeful signs, a heart's misleading. Death cometh after all.

If wrinkles must be written upon our brows, let them not be written upon the heart. The spirit should not grow old. JAMES A. GARFIELD

If wrinkles must be written upon our brows, let them not be written upon the heart. The spirit should not grow old.

Gratitude is the heart's memory. French Proverb

Your vision will become clear only when you look into your heart ... Who looks outside, dreams. Who looks inside, awakens.

An understanding heart is everything in a teacher, and cannot be esteemed highly enough. One looks back with appreciation to the brilliant teachers, but with gratitude to those who touched our human feeling. The curriculum is so much necessary raw material, but warmth is the vital element for the growing plant and for the soul of the child.

Heaven has become for us the cosmic space of the physicists... But 'the heart glows,' and a secret unrest gnaws at the roots of our being.