My Heart Quotes

A genuinely caring heart always find kindness and happiness to share.

Now you may hear songs of kindness From every singing bird And from every dancing heart Let kindness be the part of your being

It is not your mouth that sings. It is your mind and heart that sing.

To understand the universe, look deep into your heart.

Dear Moon, Slowly enlighten my heart with your lovely, silvery, dancing, miraculous light.

Gratitude has the power to fill your heart with love and your life with abundance.

You are rich if your heart is filled with an abundance of love.

I often want to drink a cup of moonlight so that I may calm my heart and soothe my mind.

I love the moon as if she stole my heart.

Love yourself first to fill your heart with bliss. Now give it away with humility, love, and gratitude.

Just like the waves of the ocean, my heart is singing the song of endless, eternal, sadness, joy, and love.

You may not need to tell me, I can hear your song better when your voice is silent and your heart is singing.

What you can believe with your heart is your truth.

Listen in silence to the whisper of the winds so that you may understand the song of your heart.

In silence, I hear the music of your heart.

O my beloved! Wherever I am, I am with you always because you are always in my heart.

To enjoy and appreciate the beauty of a dazzling spring, I save winter in my warm heart.

You will get what you want, but you have to expect it with your open heart.

I love you like a guitar loves hands. The strings of my heart will never sing without your touch.

When you told me, “You are my star, ” my heart danced with joy because that was the best sentence that I have ever heard.

A flower is a gift of love from the universe given to you. So cherish it, enjoy it with a full blissful heart.

I promise you that I will steal your heart and keep it in the prison of my love forever.

Oh my darling! Burn my heart again and again with the fire of your love.

If you know the brightness of your heart, you will never fear darkness.

When you write from the heart, it is always beautiful.

When I see that humanity is suffering, it tears my heart. I cry, and then I extend my hand to help heal my heart.

Music fills the void between the heart and soul and connects them in heavenly delights.

Kindness is the beauty of the heart and the smiles of the mind.

With every sunrise, I rise with joy. My heart dances with love. I begin a new life fresh like a flower.

Every heart has a unique story to tell. We just need a mind to listen.

The smile of roses expresses the beauty of the heart.

Every rose has poetry in her heart and is eager to tell you when you are in love.

Feelings are the language of the heart. Everything else is static noise.

Stop searching and start revealing the treasures that reside inside of your heart.

Friendship grows from a caring heart with sense and sensibilities.

To fill your heart with love, just love an innocent animal.

On this Valentine’s Day I like to whisper in your ear the silent songs of my heart.

To achieve a higher consciousness, fill your heart with love and forget to judge, compete, or compare.

A true lover never wants anything but gives with all his heart.

The fire of kindness can melt the most hateful heart.

Philosophy is the music of a judgmental mind and imaginative heart.

Love is the best music for heart.

I was right when I said I’d never look back. It hurts too much, it drags at your heart till you can’t ever do anything else except look back.

A tormented mind wants to forget, what a broken heart will always remember.

There always seemed to be a better way, except when it came to people. Once broken, people couldn't be repaired.

Maybe that's what writers do-Maybe they exaggerate pain just so that you feel okay about what you're feeling.

All that pain of craving somewhere deep inside which lies in wait for one glimpse.

Not all scars show, not all wounds heal. Often we don't see, the pain someone feels.A broken heart is like having broken ribs.No one can see but hurts everytime you breathe.

I’ve reached the vanishing point without you.Here my heartache begins with your paintrying to find an unborn startin this fatal disappearanceFrom the poem ‘Me with the Vanishing Point

Rejection is a blade to the heart. It's the worst kind of pain.