My Heart Quotes

. . . breathing slowly and rubbing his palm against his chest as if to soothe his heart.

And without my consent, with my defences in ruins, while my brain was sleeping, my stupid heart went and fell headfirst into love.

So I did something I've never done, and put your live above my own, because no matter how hard I try to convey it, I'm not heartless. I have a heart and... and it beats for you.

If the heart could think it would stop beating.

I know that touching you will be understanding my fingers for the first time.

The falseness of your own hearts, if you look not to them, may undo you(15).

For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.

My last thought before falling asleep last night was a realisation that I was falling in love with Andrew. Well, not me exactly. My stupid, traitorous heart.

If anyone has made you feel invisible or less-than, write a new narrative on your heart.

Everytime I share Jesus Christ, I feel like a superhero!

I love you the way a knife loves a heart, the way a bomb loves a crowd, the way your mother warned you about, essentially.

Faith removes fear from your mind by adding courage to your heart.

A pure heart is a powerful heart." ~ Dr. MaryAnn Diorio

Sometimes the heart demands.

I think he won a tiny piece of my heart that day. If he didn't have the whole damn thing before then, he certainly had part of it now.

The moon seems unawareof night's dark hittingon the damp warm rain misguiding owl's spitting A thunder light of loveraising hearts beatingwhile weather learns morefrom rain lovers meeting

I kissed him softly and left my lips pressed to his for a few beats of my heart.

There was little Hiroko Tanaka hadn’t learnt about the shameful resilience of the human heart.

You won't understand where home is until you realize it is the only place your mind takes you back to when every journey ends badly.

But still, my heart beats. It dreams. It wonders. And most dangerous of all, it hopes, because despite its smallness, this hope is still a great something

You aren’t some dream I want to relive. You’re the part of my life that someone has decided to rip away and I’m trying to figure out how to tie us back together.

Your heart swallowed me like a well and I will never be able to climb out. I fell. I fell into your infinity. And my inability to free myself will doom your life.

where does it derive its strength? is it the blood soaked soil? or the fear stained heart?

She was benediction, a touch of faith, life itself coursing through my veins collapsed in age and turmoil, and to my fatigued and weary heart, a new and vibrant throb.

No, I don't have a heart of gold. It's normal - the one that gets hurt by rude words and broken promises.

I would give my heart to the religious so that they may realize that god hates us all.

I had an abnormal heart, the kind that stretched like a rubber-band and weakened with every tug I allowed someone to have

A kind heart is like a slow poison for a warrior.

Usually if you pray from the heart, you get an answer—the phone rings or the mail comes, and light gets in through the cracks, so you can see the next right thing to do. That’s all you need.

At moments like this, he was lost to himself, lost in the shadows that hid beneath his heart. Rarely did he let himself go and when he did it was only with her.

Only God can put Scripture inside. But reading sacred text can put it on your hearts, and then when your hearts break, the holy words will fall inside.

The love in your heart is greater than all the stars the sky could even hope to have. Hold onto that love, and it will take you higher than the stars themselves.

Would you like to take away the person? Or would you like to take away the heart?

I Am Not Sherlock, But I Will Share Happiness With You And Lock you In My Heart For The Rest Of My Life.

As we open our hearts, what we notice is that information starts opening up for us in an unfolding process, as if life were being revealed layer by layer.

If you wish to be happy, listen to your heart.

A simple way to access compassion is to see with the eye of your heart.

[His] leaving had stabbed her heart. This organ was not inclined to forgive her for vulnerability.

Your Heart Can't Be Depends On Some one else's heartbeat .

Here is my secret. It’s quite simple: One sees clearly only with the heart. Anything essential is invisible to the eyes.

Today one may pluck out one's very heart and not find it.

He sees those tears in your eyes. He knows the desire of your heart. And you will hear from Him-just in time to take the next step.

In the dull, persistent beat of her heart, she hears the rhythm of hope. It is faint and thin as a thread, but it is there.

Everyone has a heart, but not everyone listens to another's

Live in Thorns but always enchant the hearts with your fragrance

Hearts are like Books. You cannot understand one by flipping the pages or by reading the last chapter

With every moment of heart ache, I get a little closer to 'Acceptance' somehow, Denying to expect what's best, But to approve it's the best for now!

Our Problem and Difficulty in Life is that we Never know if we Give our Heart away to the Right Person.

Love is in heart, not in our brains...

You do not need ‪God‬ to tell you what is right. You have a heart - follow that.