Heart Quote by Charles Robert Maturin Download Open image “A malady Preys on my heart that med'cine cannot reach.” — Charles Robert Maturin ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.2 out of 5 (7 ratings) Copy quoteShare Heart Malady Meds My heart Prey
I feel uou deep on my heart like a virus who make me need you like a medicine — Coralia Copy Share Image
“Alas! it is better to wander in perpetual sterility than to be tortured with the remembrance of flowers that have withered” — Charles Robert Maturin Copy Share Image
The fountain of my heart dried up within me,-- With nought that loved me, and with nought to love, I stood upon the desert earth alone. And in that deep and utter agony, Though then, then even most unfit to die I fell upon my knees and prayed for death. — Charles Robert Maturin Copy Share
My own lov'd light, That very soft and solemn spirit worships, That lovers love so well--strange joy is thine, Whose influence o'er all tides of soul hath power, Who lend'st thy light to rapture and despair; The glow of hope and wan hue of sick fancy Alike reflect thy rays: alike thou lightest The path of meeting or of parting… — Charles Robert Maturin Copy Share
“She was not only unable to make the least allowance for a divergence from this way, but utterly unable to conceive that another existed for those who believed in a God, or acknowledged human power at all. She was as much at a loss to conceive how any good could come out of that Nazareth of her abhorrence, as an… — Charles Robert Maturin Copy Share
Tis well to be merry and wise, 'Tis well to be honest and true; It is best to be off with the old love,… — Charles Robert Maturin Copy Share Image
They waste life in what are called good resolutions-partial efforts at reformation, feebly commenced, heartlessly conducted, and hopelessly concluded. — Charles Robert Maturin Copy Share Image
O wretched is the dame, to whom the sound, "Your lord will soon return," no phrase brings. — Charles Robert Maturin Copy Share Image
“The next moment I was chained to my chair again,--the fires were lit, the bells rang out, the litanies were sung;--my feet were scorched to a cinder,--my muscles cracked, my blood and marrow hissed, my flesh consumed like shrinking leather,--the bones of my legs hung two black withering and moveless sticks in the ascending blaze;--it ascended, caught my hair,--I was… — Charles Robert Maturin Copy Share
Yes, I laugh at all mankind, and the imposition that they dare to practice when they talk of hearts. I laugh at human passions… — Charles Robert Maturin Copy Share Image
Nor cell, nor chain, nor dungeon speaks to the murderer like the voice of solitude. — Charles Robert Maturin Copy Share Image
The limner's art may trace the absent feature, And give the eye of distant weeping faith To view the form of its idolatry; But… — Charles Robert Maturin Copy Share Image
My heart jumps out of its cage to see what the fuss is about. Damn thing. Always so hopeful, but my voice hides it… — Sarah Wylie Copy Share Image
I love because there is not enough room in my heart to hate. — Rena Kornreich Gelissen Copy Share Image
The United States cannot and should not discriminate on the basis of religion. The free exercise of religion is at the very heart of… — Mike Pence Copy Share Image
Love is like that, fragile and light. No wonder it rests upon our hearts in intangible moments, bids us follow fleeting thoughts and ideas… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When we are capable of living in the moment free from the tyranny of "shoulds," free from the nagging sensation that this moment isn't… — Joan Z. Borysenko Copy Share Image
My father longed for a better life for us, and when I was nine he got a job as a heart surgeon in Belfast.… — Katie Melua Copy Share Image
Love will fan the flame, and that flame will warm the heart that's waiting. — Michael W. Smith Copy Share Image
Always have the fear of God in your heart, and remember that God is always with you, everywhere, whether you are walking or sitting. — Gennadius of Constantinople Copy Share Image
Set NOT your hearts on the flowers of this world. They shall fade and die. Prize the Rose of Sharon and the Lily of… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart… — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
