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HEARt quotes
The hardest trial of the heart is, whether it can bear a rival's failure without triumph.
All our actions take their hue from the complexion of the heart, as landscapes their variety from light.
What the heart has once owned and had, it shall never lose.
Every one must in a measure be alone in the world; for no heart was ever cast in the same mold as that which we bear within us.
The heart has reasons that reason does not understand.
You may as soon fill a bag with wisdom, a chest with virtue, or a circle with a triangle, as the heart of man with anything here below.—A man may have enough of the world to sink him, but he can never have enough to satisfy him.
If a good face is a letter of recommendation, a good heart is a letter of credit.
To judge human character rightly, a man may sometimes have very small experience, provided he has a very large heart.
There is no instinct like that of the heart.
The heart is an astrologer that always divines the truth.
The heart never grows better by age; I fear rather worse; always harder. A young liar will be an old one; and a young knave will only be a greater knave as he grows older.
Men, as well as women, are oftener led by their hearts than their undertandings.—The way to the heart is through the senses; please the eyes and ears, and the work is half done.
The heart of a wise man should resemble a mirror, which reflects every object without being sullied by any.
The heart of man is of it selfe but little, yet great things cannot fill it: it is not big enough at one meale to satisfie a bird, and yet the whole world cannot satisfie it.
There are many persons the brilliancy of whose minds depends on the heart.—When they open that, it is hardly possible for it not to throw out some fire.
A loving heart is the truest wisdom.
The heart of man is a short word, a small substance, scarce enough to give a kite a meal, yet great in capacity; yea, so indefinite in desire that the round globe of the world cannot fill the three corners of it.—When it desires more and cries, "Give, give," I will set it over to the infinite good, where the more it hath, it may desire more, and see more to be desired.
The nice, calm, cold thought, which in women shapes itself so rapidly that they hardly know it as thought, should always travel to the lips by way of the heart.—It does so in those women, whom all love and admire.
A kind heart is a fountain of gladness, making everything in its vicinity to freshen into smiles.
Each heart is a world.—You find all within yourself that you find without.—To know yourself you have only to set down a true statement of those that ever loved or hated you.
When the heart goes before, like a lamp, and illumines the pathway, many things are made clear that else lie hidden in darkness.
Something the heart must have to cherish; must love, and joy, and sorrow learn: something with passion clasp, or perish, and in itself to ashes burn.
The human heart is like the millstone in a mill; when you put wheat under it, it turns and grinds the wheat into flour.—If you put no wheat in, it still grinds on, but then it is itself it grinds and slowly wears away.
The wrinkles of the heart are more indelible than those of the brow.
Suppose that a man would advertise to take photographs of the heart; would he get many customers?
When the heart speaks, glory itself is an illusion.
The heart of a good man is the sanctuary of God in this world.
What sad faces one always sees in the asylum for orphans!—It is more fatal to neglect the heart than the head.
Want and wealth equally harden the human heart, as frost and fire are both alien to the human flesh.—Famine and gluttony alike drive away nature from the heart of man.
The heart is the best logician.
Memory, wit, fancy, acuteness, cannot grow young again in old age; but the heart can.
Many flowers open to the sun, but only one follows him constantly.—Heart, be thou the sunflower, not only open to receive God's blessing, but constant in looking to him.
Mind is the partial side of man; the heart is everything.
All who know their own minds, do not know their own hearts.
Nothing is less in our power than the heart, and far from commanding we are forced to obey it.
A good heart is worth gold.
A noble heart, like the sun, showeth its greatest countenance in its lowest estate.
When the heart is won, the undertanding is easily convinced.
The ways of the heart, like the ways of providence, are mysterious.
If wrong our hearts, our heads are right in vain.
Heaven's sovereign saves all beings but himself that hideous sight, a naked human heart.
What I am concerned about in this fast-moving world in a time of crises, both in foreign and domestic affairs, is not so much a program as a spirit of approach, not so much a mind as a heart. A program lives today and dies tomorrow. A mind, if it be open, may change with each new day, but the spirit and the heart are as unchanging as the tides.
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