Quotes About Heart

Love is a golden key to let in Christ, and a strong lock to keep out others.

The body is the temple of the heart. How shall we reach the sacred image unless we enter the gates?

Every experienced pastor knows that what the penitent heart says about itself is much more consequential than well-made truthful sentences that shout from the outside of the inner voice of conscience. No element of confession is more crucial than the discipline of listening. The attentive listener is a chosen agent of divine reconciliation. When the moment for keen listening is offered, take it as an inestimable gift.

There reigns in the broken human heart a feeling of discord, a lack of congruence between what is and what ought to be (Augustine, Conf. 5).

Were we to characterize this age of ours by any single epithet, we should be tempted to call it… above all others, the Mechanical Age…. The same habit regulates not our modes of action alone, but our modes of thought and feeling. Men are grown mechanical in head and in heart, as well as in hand.

True humor springs not more from the head than from the heart. It is not contempt its essence is love. It issues not in laughter, but in still smiles, which lie far deeper.

A vein of poetry exists in the hearts of all men.

True humor springs not more from the head than from the heart. It is not contempt; its essence is love. It issues not in laugther, but in still smiles, which lie far deeper.

It is the heart always that sees, before the head can see.

From his youth Burns had exhibited ominous symptoms of a radical disorder in his constitution. A palpitation of the heart, and a derangement of the digestive organs, were conspicuous. These were, doubtless, increased by his indulgences, which became more frequent as he drew towards the close of his career.

Hope deferred maketh the heart sick. And yet, as we said, Hope is but deferred; not abolished, not abolishable.

A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge.

The word of Mohammad is a voice direct from nature's own heart - all else is wind in comparison.

Faygne woulde I curse thee further, botte mie tyngue Denies mie harte the favoure soe toe doe.

Opium! dread agent of unimaginable pleasure and pain! I had heard of it as I had of manna or of ambrosia, but no further. How unmeaning a sound was it at that time: what solemn chords does it now strike upon my heart! What heart-quaking vibrations of sad and happy remembrances!

But what do we know of the heart nearest to our own? What do we know of our own heart?

In short, the satisfaction of creating, not necessarily the process, always lifts my heart.

Words, yes, formulating things, creating something from your heart, it is something very necessary, yes.

If I know my own heart, I do now feel the necessity of resigning myself into the hands of my God, to mould and guide me at His will; tho I dare not say that I am, at present, willing to do it.

I'm a nerd at heart.

I'm just a nerd at heart, and I'm actually quite nice.

'Never forget' is correct. But the place to remember is in our hearts, not in lavish ceremonies.

Never forget that children are at the heart of everything we do. Respect them, listen to them, talk to them as equals, and care about them.

I live in New York City. Since 1983, this is my home. It is my heart, it is my home, and it is the city that I love. I enjoy many places and many opportunities, but I absolutely adore New York City.