The babe at first feeds upon the mother's bosom, but it is always on her heart. — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
“She would have thought a woman would have died of shame. Instead of which, the shame died.” — D.H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
If we give purely, it opens up a doorway in our heart and it gives us the vision to see that those… — Frederick Lenz Copy Share Image
No power from above can make one human love another. Love comes from within the heart. (Julian) — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
Real faith invariably produces holiness of heart and righteousness of life. — Aiden Wilson Tozer Copy Share Image
In all the world, there is no heart for me like yours. In all the world, there is no love for you… — Maya Angelou Copy Share Image
“She felt less than tiny. She felt like a negative presence; a scratch of an entity on the skin of a planetary… — Anne Charnock Copy Share Image
My fiction occupies, actually, the very heart of American culture: this eternal question and struggle of what it means to be an… — Ken Liu Copy Share Image
Definitely an intelligence in the light of the heart. In yoga, we refer to this as the heart center - right behind… — Brad Willis Copy Share Image
If much in the world were mystery the limits of that world were not, for it was without measure or bound and… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
A man finds himself, to his great astonishment, suddenly existing, after thousands and thousands of years of non-existence: he lives for a… — Arthur Schopenhauer Copy Share Image
Jesus does not respond to our worry-filled way of living by saying that we should not be so busy with worldly affairs.… — Henri Nouwen Copy Share Image
If our hearts are ready for anything, we can open to our inevitable losses, and to the depths of our sorrow. We… — Tara Brach Copy Share Image
My father was only thirty-one when he died of a heart attack, much too young for a father to die and leave… — Lewis B. Smedes Copy Share Image
Many, however, gives themselves to God, but preserve still in their hearts some attachment to creatures, which prevents them from belonging entirely… — Alphonsus Liguori Copy Share Image
Being your slave what should I do but tend, Upon the hours, and times of your desire? I have no precious time… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“She may not have loved him first, but now he knew she loved him last.” — Felix Alexander Copy Share Image
