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Quotes About Heart

Be strong, saith my heart; I am a soldier; I have seen worse sights than this.
~ Homer
For a friend with an understanding heart is worth no less than a brother
~ Homer
Love has its own instinct, finding the way to the heart, as the feeblest insect finds the way to its flower, with a will which nothing can dismay nor turn aside.
~ Unknown
Love in the abstract is not enough for a great man in poverty; he has need of its utmost devotion... She who is really a wife, one in heart, flesh, and bone, must follow wherever he leads, in whom her life, her strength, her pride, and happiness are centered.
~ Unknown
Unfortunately her portrait will cure no one of the addiction to loving sweetly smiling angels with dreamy looks, innocent faces, and a strong-box for a heart.
~ Unknown
He has great tranquility of heart who cares neither for the praises nor the fault-finding of men.
~ Honore de Balzac
Envy lurks at the bottom of the human heart like a viper in its hole.
~ Honore de Balzac
Our heart is a treasury; if you spend all its wealth at once you are ruined. We find it as difficult to forgive a person for displaying his feeling in all its nakedness as we do to forgive a man for being penniless.
~ Honore de Balzac
Our heart is a treasury; if you pour out all its wealth at once, you are bankrupt.
~ Honore de Balzac
If the human heart sometimes finds moments of pause as it ascends the slopes of affection, it rarely halts on the way down.
~ Honore de Balzac
The human heart may find here and there a resting-place short of the highest height of affection, but we seldom stop in the steep, downward slope of hatred.
~ Honore de Balzac
Is there any instinct more deeply implanted in the heart of man than the pride of protection, a protection which is constantly exerted for a fragile and defenceless creature?
~ Honore de Balzac
Paris that eternal monstrous marvel … the city of a hundred-thousand novels … a living creature, the great courtesan whose face and heart and mind-boggling morals they know: "They" are the lovers of Paris.
~ Honore de Balzac
Trust no one until you are very sure of the heart to which you open your heart. Learn to mistrust every one; take every precaution for the sake of the love which does not exist as yet.
~ Honore de Balzac
Though the human heart may have to pause for rest when climbing the heights of affection it rarely stops on the slippery slope of hatred.
~ Honore de Balzac
However, she wouldn't be the first person to mistrust her nearest and dearest yet confide in the first stranger who comes along: a strange but true quirk of behaviour, whose root is easily traced to the human heart.
~ Honore de Balzac
Mon père m'a donné un cœur, mais vous l'avez fait battre.
~ Honore de Balzac
Notre coeur est un trésor, videz-le d'un coup, vous êtes ruinés.
~ Honore de Balzac
Misfortune is a kind of talisman whose virtue consists in its power to confirm our original nature; in some men it increases their distrust and malignancy, just as it improves the goodness of those who have a kind heart.
~ Honore de Balzac
Quand les enfants commencent à voir, ils sourient; quand une jeune fille entrevoit le sentiment dans la nature, elle sourit comme elle souriait enfant. Si la lumière est le premier amour de la vie, l'amour n'est-il pas la lumière du cœur?
~ Honore de Balzac
All is true, - so true, that every one can discern the elements of the tragedy in his own house, perhaps in his own heart.
~ Honore de Balzac
Croyez-le, le véritable amour est éternel, infini, toujours semblable à lui-même ; il est égal et pur, sans démonstrations violentes ; il se voit en cheveux blancs, toujours jeune de cœur." "True love is eternal, infinite, and always like itself. It is equal and pure, without violent demonstrations: it is seen with white hairs and is always young in the heart." (Always from Kindle Alexander)
~ Honore de Balzac
Ah! love is a mystery; it can only live hidden in the depths of the heart. You say, even to your friend, 'Behold her whom I love,' and there is an end of love.
~ Honore de Balzac
La verdadera pasión se expresa con gritos, con suspiros fastidiosos para el hombre frío.
~ Honore de Balzac