Top 1200 Heart Transplant Quotes & Sayings - Page 5

The rollout of a classic has to have the heart of all the people working it. There's no way they can have their heart in it if they don't believe in it.

A strange thing, the human heart in general, and woman's heart in particular.

The heart has its own language. The heart knows a hundred thousand ways to speak.

Ward has no heart, they say, but I deny it: He has a heart, and gets his speeches by it.

Compassion brings fulfillment to the heart. Selfish desires simply agitate the heart.

Only the heart knows the correct answer. Most people think the heart is mushy and sentimental. But it's not. The heart is intuitive; it's holistic, it's contextual, it's relational. It doesn't have a win-lose orientation. It taps into the cosmic computer - the field of pure potentiality, pure knowledge, and infinite organizing power - and takes everything into account. At times it may not even seem rational, but the heart has a computing ability that is far more accurate and far more precise than anything within the limits of rational thought.

In my heart are the deeds my body has done and my heart has been weighed in the balance.

A loving heart, a heart full of love, is the precious essence of human life.

'Brahmotsavam' is a heart-warming family drama that will tug at the heart strings of the audience.

I knew that my father was going to die of heart disease, and I was trying to make a heart for him.

When the heart gets into prayer, every beat of the heart creates a miracle.

It isn't enough for your heart to break because everybody's heart is broken now.

Pain reaches the heart with electrical speed, but truth moves to the heart as slowly as a glacier.

For me a stained glass window is a transparent partition between my heart and the heart of the world.

I said to Heart, "How goes it?" Heart replied: "Right as a Ribstone Pippin!" But it lied.

The act of painting is about one heart telling another heart where he found salvation.

Make my heart, O heart of the universe, a divine bird that nests only on the throne of God.

If one completes the journey to one's own heart, one will find oneself in the heart of everyone else.

A noble heart is a thankful heart that loves to acknowledge whenever it has received any mercy.

God takes out your heart of flesh, and gives you a heart of stone.

Singing connects the mind with the heart and the heart with the soul. So sing. I dare you!

A man does not have to go and find where his eyes are in order to see. The heart is there, always open to you, if you care to enter it, always supporting your movements, although you may be unaware of it. It is perhaps more correct to say that the Self is the Heart. Really the Self is the centre and is everywhere aware of itself as the Heart or Self-awareness.

World vision is getting on your heart what has always been on God's heart.

I think a lot of my interest in history now isn't so much in places and names and texts and public figures, but more in examining all the nuances and idiosyncrasies of particular stories of everyday people. And if that doesn't happen, then I usually transplant myself and my own stories to a particular historical event. Which is why you'll see me, the first person pronoun, interacting in a song about Carl Sandburg, or you'll find my [sic] interacting with Saul Bellow. It's sort of a re-rendering of history and making it my own.

She might have melted a heart of stone, but nothing can melt a heart of wood.

The heart is our hidden center, beyond the grasp of our reason and of others; only the Spirit of God can fathom the human heart and know it fully. The heart is the place of decision, deeper than our psychic drives. It is the place of truth, where we choose life or death. It is the place of encounter.

It's my heart that is tired. A thirteen-year-old heart shouldn't feel like this.

Heart of my heart, the world is young; Love lies hidden in every rose!

If you haven't got any charity in your heart, you have the worst kind of heart trouble.

O heart! O heart! if she'd but turn her head You'd know the folly of being comforted.

You strive to have a good heart. But what is a heart? Just a chunk of flesh that a dog can eat.

Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart, I just don't think it'd understand.

Lord, I am willing to break my heart in order that I may satisfy Thy heart!

Once more you open the door and you're here in my heart, and my heart will go on and on.

Only the prayer which comes from our heart can get to God's heart.

I don't have the best family history heart-wise, so I really try to keep my heart strong.

You've got to sing from the depths of the heart. Without heart, you cannot be a Qawwal.

As the heart is, so is love to the heart. It partakes of its strength or weakness, its health or disease.

Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back.

Grace is not something for which I must look in my heart. It is in the heart of God.

Some love is just a lie of the heart, the cold remains of what began with a passionate heart.

I surrender my anxiety and my sense of urgency. I allow God to guide me in the pacing of my life. I open my heart to God's timing. I release my deadlines, agendas, and stridency to the gentle yet often swift pacing of God. As I open my heart to God's unfoldings, my heart attains peace. As I relax into God's timing, my heart contains comfort. As I allow God to set the tone and schedule of my days, I find myself in the right time and place, open and available to God's opportunities.

Prayer is naught but a rising desire of the heart into God by withdrawing of the heart from all earthly thoughts.

The religions are the buildings or the institutions, the groups, but inside of that is what moves, is what's alive, is the beating heart of spirituality, and really, the heart's blood is the mystical experience. Not airy fairy vague mystical experience, but transformative, intimate experience that really touches your heart with love, and not just sex.

Well in case you failed to notice, In case you failed to see, This is my heart bleeding before you, This is me down on my knees These foolish games are tearing me apart Your thoughtless words are breaking my heart You're breaking my heart

I'd grown up in a Presbyterian church, but I really didn't know Christ personally in my heart. I knew him, but I didn't know him. And there's a difference between an intellectual faith and a personal, heart faith in which I opened my heart to him and let him rule my life.

Heart lesson #4: the unrequited heart. You can't make anyone love you back.

I put so much online, and my heart is the only thing I don't wanna - my heart, I need to myself.

I shall ask for brains instead of a heart; for a fool would not know what to do with a heart if he had one.

The cheating was sweet, but my heart is beat. Don't tear it apart, please by-pass this heart.

A lover's life lies in death. You shall not find a heart without losing the heart.

The Go Red for Women campaign raises awareness of the risk of heart disease. I think a lot of people don't realize that heart disease is the number one killer of women. So what we're doing is encouraging women to tell five other women to learn more about heart disease and how they can prevent it.

Refrain from the violence of fist, tongue or heart. And heart is real important.

My heart, my heart, be whole and free: Love is thine only enemy.

I always followed my heart and if my heart said I gotta pack up and go, I'm gone.

If you want to love, take the time to listen to your heart. In most ancient and wise cultures it is a regular practice for people to talk to their heart. There are rituals, stories, and meditative skills in every spiritual tradition that awaken the voice of the heart. To live wisely, this practice is essential, because our heart is the source of our connection to and intimacy with all of life. And life is love. This mysterious quality of love is all around us, as real as gravity... Yet how often we forget about love.

I don't want to break someone's heart, but you can't control that. A broken heart happens; that's inevitable.

God tells me that My happy heart Increases the beauty Of His universal Heart.

Compassion arises naturally as the quivering of the heart in the face of pain, ours and another's. True compassion is not limited by the separateness of pity, nor by the fear of being overwhelmed. When we come to rest in the great heart of compassion, we discover a capacity to bear witness to, suffer with, and hold dear with our own vulnerable heart the sorrows and beauties of the world.

The heart is everywhere, and each part of the organism is only the specialized force of the heart itself.