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Quotes About Heart

to try whether the stuff of creation may be shaped to man's will or whether his own heart is not another kind of clay.
~ Cormac McCarthy
He talked to her a long time and as the boy tending the wolf could not understand what it was he said he said what was in his heart. He made her promises that he swore to keep in the making. That he would take her to the mountains where she would find others of her kind. She watched him with her yellow eyes and in them was no despair but only that same reckonless deep of loneliness that cored the world to its heart.
~ Cormac McCarthy
he said that it was good that God kept the truths of life from the young as they were starting out or else they'd have no heart to start at all. By
~ Cormac McCarthy
He stood at the window of the empty cafe and watched the activities in the square and he said that it was good that God kept the truths of life from the young as they were starting out or else they'd have no heart to start at all.
~ Cormac McCarthy
Es un gran misterio. El hombre no puede conocer su mente porque la mente es el único medio de que dispone para conocerla. Puede conocer su corazón, pero no quiere. Y hace bien. Es mejor no mirar ahí dentro. No es el corazón de una criatura que siga el camino que Dios le ha marcado. Se puede encontrar maldad hasta en el más pequeño de los animales, pero cuando Dios creó al hombre el diablo estaba a su lado. Una
~ Cormac McCarthy
And she said that since this was so nor could it be altered one was better to follow one's heart in joy and in misery than simply to seek comfort for there was none. To seek it was only to welcome in the misery and to know little else. She said that these were things all women knew yet seldom spoke of. Lastly she said that if women were drawn to rash men it was only that in their secret hearts they knew that a man who would not kill for them was of no use at all.
~ Cormac McCarthy
He stood at the window of the empty cafe and watched the activities in the square and he said that it was good the God kept the truths of life from the young as they were starting out or else they'd have no heart to start at all.
~ Cormac McCarthy
Sus orígenes son ya tan remotos como remoto es su destino y nunca más, por más vueltas que dé el mundo, encontrará territorios tan agrestes y bárbaros donde probar si la materia de la creación puede amoldarse a la voluntad humana o si el corazón no es más que arcilla de otra clase.
~ Cormac McCarthy
Only now is the child finally divested of all that he has been. His origins are become remote as is his destiny and not again in all the world's turning will there be terrains so wild and barbarous to try whether the stuff of creation may be shaped to man's will or whether his own heart is not another kind of clay.
~ Cormac McCarthy
it was good that God kept the truths of life from the young as they were starting out or else they'd have no heart to start at all.
~ Cormac McCarthy
We could choose to join the beliefs and practices of the millions of dead beneath our feet or we could begin again. Did he really have to think about it? Why should I have no one? Why should he? I told him that I'd no way even to know if there was justice in my heart if I had no one to love and love me. You cannot credit yourself with a truth that has no resonance. Where is the reflection of your worth? And who will speak for you when you are dead?
~ Cormac McCarthy
You do not know what things you set in motion, he said. No man can know. No prophet foresee. The consequences of an act are often quite different from what one would guess. You must be sure that the intention in your heart is large enough to contain all wrong turnings, all disappointments. Do you see? Not everything has such a value.
~ Cormac McCarthy
Uno nunca sabe qué cosas pone en marcha, dijo. Nadie puede saberlo. No hay profeta capaz de predecirlo. Las consecuencias de una acción son a menudo bastante distintas de lo que uno pensaba. Asegúrese de que lo que le mueve en el fondo del corazón es lo bastante grande como para contener todos los virajes equivocados, todas las decepciones. ¿Ve usted? No todo tiene ese valor.
~ Cormac McCarthy
All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one's heart have a common provenance in pain.
~ Cormac McCarthy
He thought that in the beauty of the world were hid a secret. He thought the world's heart beat at some terrible cost and that the world's pain and its beauty moved in a relationship of diverging equity and that in this headlong deficit the blood of multitudes might ultimately be exacted for the vision of a single flower.
~ Cormac McCarthy
Your heart's desire is to be told some mystery. The mystery is that there is no mystery.
~ Cormac McCarthy
it was good that God kept the truths of life from the young as they were starting out or else they'd have no heart to start at all.
~ Cormac McCarthy
Words were useless. At times, they might sound wonderful, but they let you down the moment you really needed them. You could never find the right words, never, and where would you look for them? The heart is as silent as a fish, however much the tongue tries to give it a voice.
~ Cornelia Funke
I wish you luck,' she said, kissing him on the cheek. He still had the most beautiful eyes of any boy she'd ever seen. But now her heart beat so much faster for someone else.
~ Cornelia Funke
It [the book] was spinning a magic spell around her heart, sticky as a spider's web and enchantingly beautiful..
~ Cornelia Funke
Life was more difficult in Inkheart, yet it seemed to Meggie that with every new day Fenoglio's story was spinning a magic spell around her heart, sticky as a spider's web and enchantingly beautiful..
~ Cornelia Funke
Nobody loves only once.
~ Cornelia Funke
The heart was a weak, changeable thing, bent on nothing but love, and there could be no more fatal mistake than to make it your master. Reason must be in charge. It comforted you for the heart's foolishness, it sang mocking songs about love, derided it as a whim of nature, transient as flowers. So why did she still keep following her heart?
~ Cornelia Funke
When the heart craved something so forcefully, then reason became nothing but helpless observer.
~ Cornelia Funke