From The Heart Quotes
I felt that thread that had come between us, tugging, tugging at my heart—so hard, it hurt me.
When enemies, the intellect and the heart only see one another as the hater and the fool.
If you measure your life by what you own, the cavern of your heart will never be filled.
Devon had been so lonely, so terribly lonely, for so long. The kind of lonely that sears, that burrows its way deep inside a heart and throbs. Like a gnawing hunger.
I see your bleeding dark side. I feel your angry heart. Reveals forbidden places. More monster yet alive...
If I showed you what was in my heart, " she said, "it would burn you to a cinder."I've tried to burn you similarly, " it said, "but you never even noticed when I opened my chest.
I believe that thoughts and feelings reside on the same nerve-ending…they are called heartstrings
I think you should listen to your heart. It is there the True One speaks to us most.
Men don't hate anything if there's no hatred in their hearts.
Your mind has a flood of questions.There is but one teacherWho can answer them.Who is that teacher?Your silence-loving heart.
Do you ever wish, Alexis, that your heart was just that little bit smaller, so that you didn't have to care quite so much?
Don't pursue something with a vengeful heart, or it will destroy you. Hate wraps a cold hand around your heart and hollows you out." - Justus
And when two people understand each other in their inmost hearts, Their words are sweet and strong like the fragrance of orchids.
When mind says it's impossible, don't dictate heart to comply.
The cracks in your heart are there so the light can shine through.
She also understood there was a hole in her heart where her son should be, that she was a wicked, selfish woman for wishing him back.
She was no stripper with a heart of gold, that was for sure. A heart of steel, more like.
Pointing directly at your own heart, you find Buddha.
In the twenty-first century, human minds, and to a lesser extent, human hearts can work like well calibrated precision instruments, but who can write the universal manual on imagination?
Mister Sun wondered if he really believed it was true that the heart is just a pump.
Sarita's been so busy exercising her brain that she hasn't had time for her heart, the poor thing.
Its really amazing when someone need your help in there life and you help them from your heart
Why did you not forget your heart also? I should never have let you have that back." ...
He aimed at the lawyer's heart but missed it. It was a mistrial.
For though your mind is active enough, your heart is darkened with corruption, and without a pure heart there can be no full or genuine sensibility.
As he satin the tree he looked down at the girl in the floral dress and felt his heart miss a beat.
Beyond speech and mind, Into the river of ever-effulgent LightMy heart dives.Today thousands of doors, closed for millennia, Are opened wide.
(…) maybe the heart is an organ on constant ready, always waiting to try again, always open to the next best thing.
She’d said she loved him. She'd put that impossible, unimaginably beautiful gift in his hands and he’d thrown it back at her. To save her. To save himself.
Just like science, there must be other kinds of sensations which haven't yet been feltby the human heart at all.
True genius without heart is a thing of nought - for not great understanding alone, not intelligence alone, nor both together, make genius. Love! Love! Love! that is the soul of genius.
I hold the key to his heart right here." He lifted a briefcase from his side to show her. "All we have to do is wind it up again.
A pure belief can not be forced on human's heart.If it could, no need for terms such as 'I've told you'.
The curse of men can't make me defiled.I defile myself if I curse men by intention.
For when he was poor, he had an unpretentious heart, but when he became rich, he became filled with arrogance.
Standing on the edge of that darkness, she felt the stirrings of reckless want. A wild sort of bravery beat within her, taking up the hollow space in her chest where a heart should have resided.
He was awed at her touch and what the human heart is capable of feeling - such sadness, such shame, but such acceptance such joy, all at the same time.
She was a warrior by day... playing her part. But she slept at night with wishes in her heart.