Quotessence
Home / Topics / My Heart Quotes

My Heart Quotes

Browse 3820 quotes about My Heart.

Related topics

IfsKnowsFeelsPeopleWantThinkingI CanWorldSoulMindWayStillsBreakSaidGivingEyeBelieveMenTryingLongHandsBreaking My HeartMadeBrokenLoveMy SoulSongLittlesFeelingsFeltWritingFirstsShouldLooksYearsBeatsHas BeensBodyLove YouNeedsChildrenWellsDreamMayI BelieveMomentsNightFacesMeanPainWantedKindLordEnoughTearsFallHomeMy OwnJoySometimesLostLyingLeftMightBrokeHurtSpeakForeverHardJesusPersonsDoneLightMatterRememberPrayerArtDesireEndsHeart And SoulHelpingMinesTwoVoiceWould BeWholeBloodCountryDiesLifeDearFoundNamesRealHeavenIdeasAsksBookChristDoemore

My Heart Quotes

“He lay listening to the water drip in the woods. Bedrock, this. The cold and the silence. The ashes of the late world carried on the bleak and temporal winds to and fro in the void. Carried forth and scattered and carried forth again. Everything uncoupled from its shoring. Unsupported in the ashen air. Sustained by a breath, trembling and brief. If only my heart were stone.”

IfsWorldHeartWaterSilenceAirWindListeningColdMy HeartLateStonesBreathsLaysWoodsVoidAshesTremblingBleakBedrock
Book:The Road
Create image

“Thunder rumbled. My heart beat faster. I turned away from Evernight for the last time and looked back at the flower as it trembled upon its branch. A single petal was torn away by the wind. Pushing my hands through the thorns, I felt lashes of pain across my skin, but i kept going determined. But when my fingertip touched the flower, it instantly darkened, withering and drying as each petal turned black.”

HeartHandsPainLastsFeltBlackWindFlowerMy HeartBeatsSkinsDeterminedFasterBranchesTouchedPushingLast TimeTornThunderThornsPetalsLashesFingertipsHeart BeatWithering
Book:Evernight (Evernight, Book 1)
Create image

“We are trying to communicate that which lies in our deepest heart, which has no words, which can only be hinted at through the means of a story. And somehow, miraculously, a story that comes from deep in my heart calls from a reader that which is deepest in his or her heart, and together from our secret hidden selves we create a story that neither of us could have told alone.”

TryingHeartMeanSelfStoriesTogetherLyingSecretReaderMy HeartCommunicate
Author:Katherine Paterson
Create image

“My favorite six letter word is always because it promises so much. My favorite five letter word is never because it insists on contradicting the promise. My favorite four letter word is once because it says it happened then. My favorite three letter word is yes because I’m just now learning to say it to my heart. My favorite two letter word is if because it makes all things possible like this: If not always If not never Then once. Yes.”

IfsHeartTwoThreeFiveFourHappenedMy HeartPromiseSixAll ThingsLettersMy FavoriteContradictingFour Letter Words
Author:Kate DiCamillo
Create image

“...and with a burning pain in my heart I realized how unnecessary, how petty, and how deceptive all that had hindered us from loving was. I understood that when you love you must either, in your reasonings about that love, start from what is highest, from what is more important than happiness or unhappiness, sin or virtue in their accepted meaning, or you must not reason at all.”

HeartImportantReasonPainSinVirtueLove YouMy HeartHighestUnderstoodAcceptedI RealizedBurningReasoningUnhappinessUnnecessaryPettyDeceptive
Book:Delphi Complete Works of Anton Chekhov (Illustrated)
Create image

“In the middle of the night I am awakened by a sound. I sit up abruptly in bed. I hear it again. It's music. Wait, it sounds like the ice cream man, in our house. Is this some kind of twisted nightmare? The flipping ice cream man, breaking in to chop us all up in our beds to the tune of 'Zippity Do Dah'?... My heart slows. I remember. There is no psycho ice cream man here. It is just our new musical soap dispenser.”

MenHeartKindRememberNightHouseWaitingSoundMiddleMy HeartBedMusicalIceTunesNightmareCreamIce CreamTwistedSoapAwakenedMiddle Of The NightPsycho
Author:Deb Caletti
Create image

“I put my hand out and wiped the vomit from his lips, and cooed soothing words to him. It squeezed my heart to see him suffer like this - but where my genuine concern for him ended and where my self-interest began, I could not tell: no servant can ever tell what the motives of his heart are. "Do we loathe our masters behind a facade of love - or do we love them behind a facade of loathing? "We are made mysteries to ourselves by the Rooster Coop we are locked in.”

HeartMadeSelfHandsSufferingInterestBehindsMysteryMastersMy HeartConcernLipsGenuineServantMotiveLockedSelf InterestLoathingSoothingLoatheFacadeRoostersGenuine Concern
Author:Aravind Adiga
Create image

“That's how I do this life sometimes by making the ordinary just like magic and just like a card trick and just like a mirror and just like disappearing. Every Indian learns how to be a magician and learns how to misdirect attention and the dark hand is always quicker than the white eye and no matter how close you get to my heart you will never find out my secrets and I'll never tell you and I'll never show you the same trick twice. I'm traveling heavy with illusions.”

HeartSometimesMatterShowsHandsEyeDarkWhiteSecretAttentionMagicMy HeartOrdinaryIllusionMirrorsHeavyDisappearTricksCardsThis LifeIndianMagicianCard Tricks
Book:The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven
Create image

“We sit there, our eyes locked on one another, for several seconds. I know in my heart we're both thinking the same thing. Jacob leans forward over the candle, the shadow of the flame dancing against his bottom lip. I lean forward to meet him as well. It's a kiss full of promise, of trust, and of all that is magic.”

ThinkingKnowsWellsHeartEyeMagicMy HeartPromiseKissingShadowDancingBottomLipsFlamesSecondsCandleLockedJacobThinking The Same
Book:White is for Magic
Create image

“She threw up her hands. "All right. Why not?" Why not?" Sure." His arms fell to his sides. "That's it? I pour my heart out. I love you so much I've got freakin' tears in my eyes. And all I get in return is 'Why not'?" What did you expect? Am I supposed to fall all over you just because you've finally come to your senses?" Would it be too much to ask?"...He'd begun to glare at her again, his eyes growing stormier by the minute."When do you think you might be ready? To fall all over me, that is.”

ThinkingHeartHandsMightEyeFallAsksSidesToo MuchGrowingMinutesLove YouTearsReadyArmsReturnMy HeartSensesNot SureHis EyesOver YouWhy NotGlareLove You So MuchI Love You So MuchTears In My Eyes
Author:Susan Elizabeth Phillips
Create image

“I smiled,"Deoch, my heart is made of stronger stuff than glass. When she strikes she'll find it strong as iron-bound brass, or gold and adamant together mixed. Don't think I am unaware, some startled deer to stand transfixed by hunter's horns. It's she who should take care, for when she strikes, my heart will make a sound so beautiful and bright that it can't help but bring her back to me in winged light.”

ThinkingShouldHeartMadeHelpingLightCareTogetherBeautifulStrongStuffSoundMy HeartGoldStrongerBoundsGlassesTake CareStrikesIronHuntersHornsDeerBrassAdamant
Book:The Name of the Wind: The Kingkiller Chonicle:
Create image

“I wanted to lie hour after hour on a couch, pouring out the dark, secret places of my heart--do this feeling that over my shoulder sat humanity and wisdom and generosity, a munificent heart--do this until that incredibly lovely day when the great man would say to me, his voice grave and dramatic with discovery: "This is you, Exley. Rise and go back into the world a whole man.”

MenWorldHeartWholeFeelingsWantedLyingHumanityVoiceHoursDarkSecretMy HeartDiscoveryLovelyGravesShouldersGenerosityDramaticSatGreat MenCouchesPouringSecret PlacesAfter HoursDark SecretsLovely Day
Book:A Fan's Notes
Create image

“Dear Mia, What can I say? I don't know all that much about romance novels, but I think you must be the Stephen King of the genre. Your book is hot. Thanks for letting me read it. Anyone who doesn't want to publish it is a fool. Anyway, since I know it's your birthday, and I also know you never remember to back anything up, here's a little something I made for you. It would be a shame if Ransom My Heart got lost before it ever saw the light of day because your hard drive crashed. See you tonight. Love, Michael”

IfsThinkingKnowsWantHeartLittlesMadeBookHardLightWould BeRememberRomanceLostNovelSawsFoolKingsMy HeartHotShameDearThanksGenreTonightPublishRomance NovelMiaRansom
Author:Meg Cabot
Create image