Heart Quote by Victor Hugo Download Open image “She might have melted a heart of stone, but nothing can melt a heart of wood.” — Victor Hugo ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.4 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare Heart Heart of stone Might Stones Woods
She grew a cold heart so she wouldn't melt to the soft words of men, but only to find out whatever frozen shatters after… — Unkown Copy Share Image
“Her heart was finished. It bore, perhaps, records of life, but it wasn't alive. Too late for decoration. Too late for effects. Further handling… — Stephanie Kallos Copy Share Image
A small chisel can break a rock, like a true love can melt a stony heart! — My Brain Thought Copy Share Image
“She was melting inside. Melting and burning all at the same time.” — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
“Her true heart, however, was buried so far inside her, so gone beneath the vast blanket of her lies and deceptions and whims. Like her jewels now beneath the snow, it lay hidden until some thaw might some to it. She had no way of knowing, of course, whether this heart she imagined herself to have was, in fact, real… — Robert Goolrick Copy Share
“I burnt as in a fire in her presence ... but what did I care to know what the fire was in which I… — Ivan Turgenev Copy Share Image
“He cradled her face between his hands, angled his mouth over hers, and welcomed the bliss she offered. Boldly, she gave her tongue the… — Lorraine Heath Copy Share Image
If this was a sandalwood pyre she would have thrown herself in and this paper she'd become would have caught fire and she and… — Janet Fitch Copy Share Image
“O wind, songs have ye in her name? Plucked her did ye from midnight blasted millyard winds and made her renown ring in stone and brick and ice? Hard implacable bridges of iron cross her milk of brows? God bent from his steel arc welded her a hammer of honey and of balm? The rutted mud of hardrock Time .… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share
“There is still a certain grace in a dead festival. It has been happy.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
He caught her, she fell, he caught her in his arms, he held her tightly unconscious of what he was doing. He held her… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“First I loved women, then animals, and now I love stones. They're just as amusing as women and animals and they're much less trecherous.” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Nature is pitiless; she never withdraws her flowers, her music, her fragrance, and her sunlight from before human cruelty or suffering. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Have courage for the great sorrows of life, and patience for the small ones. And when you have finished your daily task, go to… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The peasants of the Asturias believe that in every litter of wolves there is one pup that is killed by the mother for fear… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Great blunders are often made, like large ropes, of a multitude of fibres. — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“For love is like a tree; it grows of itself; it send its roots deep into our being, and often continues to grow green… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Blacheville smiles with the self-satisfied smugness of a man whose vanity is tickled” — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
“Loving in ignorance, she loved with all the more passion. She did not know whether it was good or evil, beneficent or dangerous, necessary… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
Against his own will, almost, Will felt himself understanding; he would have done anything, he thought, told any lie, taken any risk, to make… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“He held her like a new woman and what she felt felt almost as good as love had, and each of them called it… — Stephen Dunn 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
“He didn't break my heart. No one can break your heart except you.” — Gabrielle Zevin 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
