Heart Quotes
The night has a thousand eyes,And the day but one;Yet the light of the bright world dies With the dying sun. The mind has a thousand eyes,And the heart but one:Yet the light of a whole life dies When love is done.
Francis William Bourdillon
There is a road from the eye to heart that does not go through the intellect.
G. K. Chesterton
The harvest of a quiet eye, That broods and sleeps on his own heart.
William Wordsworth
Temptation is the fire that brings up the scum of the heart.
William Shakespeare
The great threat to the young and pure in heart is not what they read but what they don't read.
Heywood Broun
You couldn't be that good and not know it, somewhere in your secret heart, however much you'd been abused into affecting public humility.
Lois McMaster Bujold
Thou must be true thyself, If thou the truth wouldst teach; Thy soul must overflow, if thou Another's soul would'st reach! It needs the overflow of heart To give the lips full speech. Think truly, and thy thoughts Shall the world's famine feed; Speak truly, and each word of thine Shall be a fruitful seed; Live truly, and thy life shall be A great and noble creed.
Horatius Bonar
Loyalty means nothing unless it has at its heart the absolute principle of self-sacrifice.
Woodrow T. Wilson
Maybe if I looked in my heart, I could find a back door.
Brandon Boyd
All for myself the sigh would swell, The tear of anguish start; I little knew what wilder woe Had filled the Poet's heart. I did not know the nights of gloom, The days of misery; The long, long years of dark despair, That crushed and tortured thee.
Anne Bront
Say does your heart expand to all mankind And would you ever to your neighbour do, The weak, the strong, the enlightened and the blind As you would have your neighbour do to you? And, when you, looking on your fellow men Behold them doomed to endless misery, How can you talk of joy and rapture then? May God withhold such cruel joy from me!
Anne Bront
And, O! there lives within my heart A hope long nursed by me, (And should its cheering ray depart How dark my soul would be) That as in Adam all have died In Christ shall all men live And ever round his throne abide Eternal praise to give; That even the wicked shall at last Be fitted for the skies And when their dreadful doom is past To life and light arise.
Anne Bront
How sweet to feel its helpless form Depending thus on me alone! And while I hold it safe and warm What bliss to think it is my own! To feel my hand so kindly prest, To know myself beloved at last, To think my heart has found a rest, My life of solitude is past!
Anne Bront
I went home very happy, with a heart brimful of complacency for myself, and overflowing with love for Eliza.
Anne Bront
