Heart Quote by William Wordsworth Download Open image “Fill the paper with the breathings of your heart” — William Wordsworth ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.1 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Breathings Breathings Heart Heart Paper Paper Breathings Writing
I folded a hundred papers, a heart for each day my heart has belonged to yours — Richie Copy Share Image
“Passing the events that come to life in my head for the paper arises as naturally as breathing” — MBarreto Condado Copy Share Image
Lay your life down. Your heartbeats cannot be hoarded. Your reservoir of breaths is draining away. You have hands, blister them while you can.… — N.D. Wilson Copy Share Image
If my heart would be like a paper,I would write the name of the person I loved and then erase it and have a… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
What do you do when your heart stops beating but your body is still breathing? — Author Name Copy Share Image
This paper will serve instead of a confidential friend into whose ear I might pour forth the overflowings of my heart. It will not… — Anne Bronte Copy Share Image
Spade! Thou art a tool of honor in my hands. I press thee, through a yielding soil, with pride. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Brothers all In honour, as in one community, Scholars and gentlemen. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
The eye— it cannot choose but see; we cannot bid the ear be still; our bodies feel, where'er they be, against or with our… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“Dreams, books, are each a world; and books, we know, Are a substantial world, both pure and good.” — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Now when the primrose makes a splendid show, And lilies face the March-winds in full blow, And humbler growths as moved with one desire… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“Where are your books? - that light bequeathed To beings else forlorn and blind! Up! up! and drink the spirit breathed From dead men… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
Knowledge and increase of enduring joy From the great Nature that exists in works Of mighty Poets. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
The common growth of Mother Earth Suffices me,-her tears, her mirth, Her humblest mirth and tears. — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“She was a Phantom of delight When first she gleam'd upon my sight; A lovely Apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament: Her eyes… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“If the time should ever come when what is now called science, thus familiarised to men, shall be ready to put on, as it… — William Wordsworth 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
