Quotations About / On:
My heart is my temple and with it I can see and hear Truth. My heart is my conscience and Truth is God.
'Choosing to be simple is the most terrible choice even the worthy choice which helps to win those hearts who see the beauty within your heart not in your face! '
Sensitivity, double-edged sword; the first tip in your heart, and the other tip in your heart too.
Ceremony and ritual spring from our heart of hearts: those who govern us know it well, for they would sooner deny us bread than dare alter the observance of tradition.
(F. Gonzalez-Crussi, Mexican professor of pathology, author. "On Embalming," Notes of an Anatomist (1985).)
My heart got to thumping. You can't reason with your heart; it has its own laws, and thumps about things which the intellect scorns.
(Mark Twain [Samuel Langhorne Clemens] (1835-1910), U.S. author. Hank Morgan, in A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court, ch. 20 (1889).)
I believe in being warm-hearted. I believe especially in fucking with a warm heart.
(D.H. (David Herbert) Lawrence (1885-1930), British author. Privately printed in Florence (1928). Lady Chatterley's Lover, ch. 14, Bantam Books (1980).
Oliver Mellors (the novel's hero) is speaking.)
He hath a heart as sound as a bell and his tongue is the clapper, for what his heart thinks, his tongue speaks.
(William Shakespeare (1564-1616), British dramatist, poet. Don Pedro, in Much Ado About Nothing, act 3, sc. 2, l. 12-14.
Your mind can be your enemy or friend. If you always follow your heart, your mind will feel neglected. If you follow only your mind, your heart will never forgive you. Never ignore your conscience, yet always be conscious of reason. Make your heart and mind friends and you will have peace of mind throughout life's seasons.
(Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun)
People are governed with the head; kindness of heart is little use in chess.
(Sébastien-Roch Nicolas De Chamfort (1741-1794), French writer, wit. Maxims and Considerations, vol. 2, no. 522 (1796, trans. 1926).)
Take hope from the heart of man and you make him a beast of prey.
(Ouida [Marie Louise De La Ramée] (1839-1908), British novelist. Published in Wisdom, Wit and Pathos (1884). "A Village Commune," (1881).)