We carry a new world in our hearts. That world is growing every minute. — Buenaventura Durruti Copy Share Image
She had won the battle against her memories. But one form of torture remained, untouched by the years, the torture of the… — Ayn Rand Copy Share Image
I may not have the prettiest face, and I may not have the smallest waist.. But I do have the biggest heart,… — Sarah Moores Copy Share Image
Friendship is a word, the very sight of which in print makes the heart warm. — Augustine Birrell Copy Share Image
The sadness you feel is not your own. It's his sadness you feel in your heart, Amy, for missing you. — Justin Cronin Copy Share Image
Love's sweetest meanings are unspoken; the full heart knows no rhetoric of words. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“She wasn’t sure which motivation made better fuel for innovation: naïve but ethical beliefs, or the need to survive.” — Annalee Newitz Copy Share Image
Sorrow shatters my heart; And men distress it with blame, Because it follows love. — Moses ibn Ezra Copy Share Image
“Back before her life had begun to unravel. Or before she knew it was unraveling.” — Chris Pavone Copy Share Image
“Tell me,” said Miss Fuller, “who is behind a great woman?” She looked around our circle, then stopped at me. “That’s right.… — Lynn Cullen Copy Share Image
When I am assailed with heavy tribulations, I rush out among my pigs rather than remain alone by myself. The human heart… — Martin Luther Copy Share Image
I have a heart to be stabbed in or shot in, I have no doubt, and, of course, if it ceased to… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I’m broken, I have cut myself wide open. I can see my heart and it is not what I believed it was,… — Elizabeth Scott Copy Share Image
We must begin to make what I call "conscious choices," and to really recognize that we are the same. It's from that… — John Denver Copy Share Image
“The idea that their paths might have easily not crossed leaves her breathless, like a near-miss accident on a highway, and she… — Jennifer E. Smith Copy Share Image
“The nurse, to quiet her babe, made use of a rattle which was a kind of hollow vessel filled with great stones,… — Jonathan Swift Copy Share Image
I am only a mouthpiece through which to tell the story of lynching and I have told it so often that I… — Ida B. Wells Copy Share Image
Whatever flames upon the night Man's own resinous heart has fed. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
We cannot always trace God's hand but we can always trust God's heart. — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
