"Devotion to the heart of Christ is not the veneration of a single organ apart from the Person of Jesus. What we contemplate and adore is the whole Jesus Christ, the Son of God made man, represented by an image that accentuates his heart."

"When we want to say something deeply personal, we often say that we are speaking “from the heart"."

"The heart asks pleasure first, And then, excuse from pain; And then, those little anodynes That deaden suffering; And then, to go to sleep; And then, if it should be The will of its Inquisitor, The liberty to die."

"I (God) will give them an undivided heart and put a new spirit in them; I will remove from them their heart of stone and give them a heart of flesh."

"I want to see what is there in the heart! Natural curiosity!"

"You will always hold a special place in the organ that pumps my blood."

"The heart has been ignored in anthropology, and the great philosophical tradition finds it a foreign notion, preferring other concepts such as reason, will or freedom."

"Maid of Athens, ere we part, Give, oh, give me back my heart!"

"A loving heart is the beginning of all knowledge."

"mi corazón, lugar de las hogueras"

"Whatever pretended pessimists in search of notoriety may say, most people are naturally kind, at heart."

"Alma de esparto y corazon de encina."

"I have a heart with room for every joy."

"My favoured temple is an humble heart."

"My heart is wax to be moulded as she pleases, but enduring as marble to retain."

"His heart was one of those which most enamour us, Wax to receive, and marble to retain."

"Treason is judged not by its causes but by its effects. Each one is free, but is judged by his deeds. Initiation is not found through heartless action. Happiness is gained through labor."

"To see with the eyes of the heart; to hear the roar of the world with the ears of the heart; to peer into the future with the understanding of the heart; to remember past accumulations through the heart—that is how the aspirant must boldly advance on the path of ascent."

"For the lady who cares for all the countries, the queen, mother Nance, sees into their hearts. [...] Nance sees into the heart of the Land as if it were a split reed."

"Since the heart is an accumulator and transmuter of various energies, there must be more favorable conditions for arousing and attracting these energies. The most fundamental condition is work, mental as well as physical. In the motion of work, energies are gathered from space; but one must understand work as a natural process that enriches life. Thus, every kind of work is a blessing, while the vagaries of inaction are extremely harmful in a cosmic sense."

"O ye powers that search The heart of man, and weigh his inmost thoughts, If I have done amiss, impute it not! The best may err, but you are good."

"A person can think with the heart or think with the brain. There was perhaps a time when people forgot about the work of the heart, but now is the era of the heart, and we must focus our efforts in that direction. Thus, without freeing the brain of its work, we are ready to recognize the heart as a motive power. People have thought up a thousand ways to place limitations on the heart. The works of the heart are understood in a narrow sense, and not even always in a pure sense. We must bring the entire world into the sphere of the heart, because the heart is the microcosm of everything that exists. A person who is not inspired by the great concept of the heart will end up belittling his own significance. We tell people to give up getting irritated, but only greatness of heart will save a person from the poison of irritability. We speak about the ability to embrace, but where is there an all-embracing ocean outside of the heart? We remind people about the distant worlds, but it is the heart, not the brain, that can remember about Infinity. So let us not belittle the organ that has been bestowed upon us to be a receptacle of Grace."

"No command of art, No toil, can help you hear; Earth's minstrelsy falls clear But on the listening heart."

"In the nine heavens are eight Paradises; Where is the ninth one? In the human breast. Only the blessed dwell in th' Paradises, But blessedness dwells in the human breast."

"Come let me pluck that silver hair Which 'mid thy clustering curls I see; The withering type of time or care Has nothing, sure, to do with thee."

"Her hair is bound with myrtle leaves, (Green leaves upon her golden hair!) Green grasses through the yellow sheaves Of Autumn corn are not more fair."

"The Father of Heaven. Spin, daughter Mary, spin, Twirl your wheel with silver din; Spin, daughter Mary, spin, Spin a tress for Viola."

"Hearts Weak God is witness that we tried repeatedly to plant love and friendship in their hearts then we discovered that their soil is salty and not suitable for agriculture We tried to water that soil with patience to nourish it with hope to give it the purity it needs to grow true feelings but we tried in vain There are souls that have brought back drought hearts that have been closed by the echo that does not respond to goodness No matter how much you lavish on her we understand in the end that giving must have its place and that love is only planted in hearts that appreciate its value As for those who live in a barren land who only learn to take without giving they do not deserve your time or effort Do not waste your time or effort on those who do not want to change Plant in fertile soil in hearts that bear fruit because you deserve to see the fruits of your giving forget and flourish.~~ May 4, 2025"

"Her long loose yellow locks lyke golden wyre, Sprinckled with perle, and perling flowres atweene, Doe lyke a golden mantle her attyre."

"Ah, thy beautiful hair! so was it once braided for me, for me; Now for death is it crowned, only for death, lover and lord of thee."

"A man's first care should be to avoid the reproaches of his own heart; his next to escape the censures of the world: if the last interferes with the former, it ought to be entirely neglected."

"But, rising up, Robed in the long night of her deep hair, so To the open window moved."

"What a beard hast thou got! thou hast got more hair on thy chin than Dobbin my fill-horse has on his tail."

"Alas, poor chin! many a wart is richer."

"And her sunny locks Hang on her temples like a golden fleece."

"Her hair is auburn, mine is perfect yellow: If that be all the difference in his love, I'll get me such a colour'd periwig."

"Thy fair hair my heart enchained."

"When love once pleas admission to our hearts, (In spite of all the virtue we can boast), The woman that deliberates is lost."

"Some hearts are hidden, some have not a heart."

"Bind up those tresses. O, what love I note In the fair multitude of those her hairs! Where but by chance a silver drop hath fallen, Even to that drop ten thousand wiry friends Do glue themselves in sociable grief, Like true, inseparable, faithful loves, Sticking together in calamity."

"Golden hair, like sunlight streaming On the marble of her shoulder."

"His hair is of a good colour. An excellent colour; your chestnut was ever the only colour."

"Tarry at Jericho until your beards be grown."

"Thy knotted and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand an-end, Like quills upon the fretful porpentine."

"Then cease, bright nymph! to mourn thy ravish'd hair Which adds new glory to the shining sphere; Not all the tresses that fair head can boast Shall draw such envy as the lock you lost, For after all the murders of your eye, When, after millions slain, yourself shall die; When those fair suns shall set, as set they must, And all those tresses shall be laid in dust, This Lock the Muse shall consecrate to fame, And 'midst the stars inscribe Belinda's name."

"Ere on thy chin the springing beard began To spread a doubtful down, and promise man."

"And his chin new reap'd, Show'd like a stubble-land at harvest-home."