"HEART, n. An automatic, muscular blood-pump. Figuratively, this useful organ is said to be the seat of emotions and sentiments -- a very pretty fancy which, however, is nothing but a survival of a once universal belief. It is now known that the sentiments and emotions reside in the stomach, being evolved from food by chemical action of the gastric fluid. The exact process by which a beefsteak becomes a feeling -- tender or not, according to the age of the animal from which it was cut; the successive stages of elaboration through which a caviar sandwich is transmuted to a quaint fancy and reappears as a pungent epigram; the marvelous functional methods of converting a hard-boiled egg into religious contrition, or a cream-puff into a sigh of sensibility -- these things have been patiently ascertained by M. Pasteur, and by him expounded with convincing lucidity."

"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."

"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."

"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."

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

"But she is vanish'd to her shady home Under the deep, inscrutable; and there Weeps in a midnight made of her own hair."

"My favoured temple is an humble heart."

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

"Tarry at Jericho until your beards be grown."

"Dear, dead women, with such hair, too—what's become of all the gold Used to hang and brush their bosoms?"

"And though it be a two-foot trout, 'Tis with a single hair pulled out."

"Certum est enim: longos esse crines omnibus sed breves sensus mulieribus."

"His hair stood upright like porcupine quills."

"Those curious locks so aptly twin'd, Whose every hair a soul doth bind."

"Judas: Woman, your fine ointment, brand new and expensive Could have been saved for the poor Why has it been wasted? We could have raised maybe Three hundred silver pieces or more People who are hungry, people who are starving Matter more than your feet and hair."

"Stultum est in luctu capillum sibi evellere, quasi calvitio mæror levaretur."

"Her hair reminds of a warm, safe place Where as a child I'd hide, And wait for the thunder and the rain To quietly pass me by."

"Within the midnight of her hair, Half-hidden in its deepest deeps."

"Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air."

"It was brown with a golden gloss, Janette, It was finer than silk of the floss, my pet; 'Twas a beautiful mist falling down to your wrist, 'Twas a thing to be braided, and jewelled, and kissed— 'Twas the loveliest hair in the world, my pet."

"Beware of her fair hair, for she excels All women in the magic of her locks; And when she winds them round a young man's neck, She will not ever set him free again."

"And yonder sits a maiden, The fairest of the fair, With gold in her garment glittering, And she combs her golden hair."

"She knows her man, and when you rant and swear, Can draw you to her with a single hair."

"When you see fair hair Be pitiful."

"Bring down my gray hairs with sorrow to the grave."

"And from that luckless hour my tyrant fair Has led and turned me by a single hair."

"An harmless flaming meteor shone for hair, And fell adown his shoulders with loose care."

"“Change it [white hair] with something but avoid black” (5244)... “The Jews and Christians do not dye their hair, so oppose them” (5245)."

"His head, Not yet by time completely silver'd o'er, Bespoke him past the bounds of freakish youth, But strong for service still, and unimpair'd."

"Tresses, that wear Jewels, but to declare How much themselves more precious are."

"I find that the whiter my hair becomes the more ready people are to believe what I say."

"For this is what Jehovah of armies says, who after being glorified has sent me to the nations that were plundering you: ‘Whoever touches you touches the pupil of my eye."

"And thy deep eyes, amid the gloom, Shine like jewels in a shroud."

"The harvest of a quiet eye, That broods and sleeps on his own heart."

"Blue eyes shimmer with angel glances. Like spring violets over the lea."

"The flash of his keen, black eyes Forerunning the thunder."

"How blue were Ariadne's eyes When, from the sea's horizon line, At eve, she raised them on the skies! My Psyche, bluer far are thine."

"As President, I have no eyes but constitutional eyes; I cannot see you."

"But have ye not heard this, How an one-eyed man is Well sighted when He is among blind men?"

"Were you the earth dear love, and I the skies My love would shine on you like to the sun And look upon you with ten thousand eyes Till heaven waxed blind and till the world were done."