L'oreille est le chemin du c?ur=--The ear is the road to the heart.
_Misdrasch el Kohelet_: "Better is a poor and a wise child than an old and foolish king who cannot foresee the future." The child is virtue, and the king is the malignity of man. It is called king because all the members obey it, and old because it is in the heart of man from infancy to old age, and foolish because it leads man in the way of perdition which he does not foresee.
For whom the heart of man shuts out, / Straightway the heart of God takes in, / And fences them all round about / With silence 'mid the world's loud din.
Reason is a light in the heart which distinguishes between truth and error.
Speak gently! 't is a little thing Dropp'd in the heart's deep well; The good, the joy, that it may bring Eternity shall tell.
For Jesus Christ acted against the devil, and destroyed his empire over the heart, of which exorcism is the figure, to establish the kingdom of God. And so he adds: _Si in digito Dei, regnum Dei ad vos_.
Who has not felt how sadly sweet / The dream of home, the dream of home, / Steals o'er the heart, too soon to fleet, / When far o'er sea or land we roam? / Sunlight more soft may o'er us fall, / To greener shores our bark may come; / But far more bright, more dear than all, / That dream of home, that dream of home.
Only the word of God and the heart of man can govern.
When credulity comes from the heart it does no harm to the intellect.--_Joubert._
Im Wasser kannst du dein Antlitz sehn, / Im Wein des andern Herz erspahn=--In water thou canst see thine own face, in wine thou canst see into the heart of another.
True humour springs not more from the head than from the heart; it is not contempt, its essence is love; it issues not in laughter, but in still smiles, which lie far deeper. It is a sort of inverse sublimity, exalting, as it were, into our affections what is below us, while sublimity draws down into our affections what is above us.
Chi con l'occhio vede, di cuor crede=--Seeing is believing (_lit._ he who sees with the eye believes with the heart).
In an ideal University, as I conceive it, a man should be able to obtain instruction in all forms of knowledge, and discipline in the use of all the methods by which knowledge is obtained. In such a University, the force of living example should fire the student with a noble ambition to emulate the learning of learned men, and to follow in the footsteps of the explorers of new fields of knowledge. And the very air he breathes should be charged with that enthusiasm for truth, that fanaticism of veracity, which is a greater possession than much learning; a nobler gift than the power of increasing knowledge; by so much greater and nobler than these, as the moral nature of man is greater than the intellectual; for veracity is the heart of morality.
The brain-women never interest us like the heart-women; white roses please less than red.
True greatness is, first of all, a thing of the heart.
The preparations of the heart in man and the answer of the tongue is from the Lord.
Avarice and ill-nature have no place in the heart of a good man.
Come to the bridal chamber, Death! Come to the mother's, when she feels For the first time her first-born's breath! Come when the blessed seals That close the pestilence are broke, And crowded cities wail its stroke! Come in consumption's ghastly form, The earthquake shock, the ocean storm! Come when the heart beats high and warm, With banquet song, and dance, and wine! And thou art terrible!--the tear, The groan, the knell, the pall, the bier, And all we know or dream or fear Of agony are thine.
Plays round the head, but comes not to the heart. One self-approving hour whole years outweighs Of stupid starers and of loud huzzas; And more true joy Marcellus exil'd feels Than C?sar with a senate at his heels. In parts superior what advantage lies? Tell (for you can) what is it to be wise? 'T is but to know how little can be known; To see all others' faults, and feel our own.
When thus the heart is in a vein Of tender thought, the simplest strain Can touch it with peculiar power.
When the heart is still agitated by the remains of a passion, we are more ready to receive a new one than when we are entirely cured.
And e'en while fashion's brightest arts decoy, The heart distrusting asks if this be joy.
At the heart of being a second-generation American meant feeling the shame of your heritage and the sting of family betrayal, creating an inner turmoil from which one never fully escaped.
Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven't found it yet, keep looking. Don't settle. As with all matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it. And, like any great relationship, it just gets better and better as the years roll on. So keep looking. Don’t settle.
Where we find echoes, we generally find emptiness and hollowness; it is the contrary with the echoes of the heart.
I believe that music can be an inspirational force in all our lives — that its eloquence and the depth of its meaning are all-important, and that all personal considerations concerning musicians and the public are relatively unimportant — that music come from the heart and returns to the heart — that music is spontaneous, impulsive expression — that its range is without limit — that music is forever growing — that music can be one element to help us build a new conception of life in which the madness and cruelty of wars will be replaced by a simple understanding of the brotherhood of man.
Sun-swept beaches with a light wind blowing From the immense blue circle of the sea, And the soft thunder where long waves whiten — These were the same for Sappho as for me. Two thousand years — much has gone by forever, Change takes the gods and ships and speech of men — But here on the beaches that time passes over The heart aches now as then.
Bezwingt des Herzens Bitterkeit. Es bringt / Nicht gute Frucht, wenn Hass dem Hass begegnet=--Control the heart's bitterness. Nothing good comes of returning hatred for hatred.
The happiest of men were he who, understanding his craft and working intelligently with his hands, and earning competence and freedom by the exercise of his wits, found time to live by the heart and by the brain, to understand his own work, and to love the work of God.
Le c?ur a ses raisons, que la raison ne connoit pas=--The heart has its reasons, which reason does not know.
The "Iliad" of Homer is no fiction, but a ballad history, the heart of it burning with enthusiastic, ill-informed belief.
"ALL THE DAYS"--in winter days, when joys are fled; in sunless days, when the clouds return again and again after rain; in days of sickness and pain; in days of temptation and perplexity, as much as in days when the heart is as full of joy as the woodlands in spring are full of song. That day never comes when the Lord Jesus is not at the side of His saints. Lover and friend may stand afar, but He walks with them through the fires; He fords with them the rivers; He stands by them when face to face with the lion. We can never be alone. We must always add His resources to our own when making our calculations.--_F. B. Meyer._
In aught that tries the heart, how few withstand the proof!--_Byron._
In a conflict between the heart and the brain, follow your heart.
God does not weigh criminality in our scales. God's measure is the heart of the offender, a balance so delicate that a tear cast in the other side may make the weight of error kick the beam.
Veracity is the heart of morality.
Sei hochbeseligt oder leide! / Das Herz bedarf ein zweites Herz. / Geteilte Freud' ist doppelt Freude, / Geteilter Schmerz ist halber Schmerz.=--Be joyful or sorrowful, the heart needs a second heart. Joy shared is joy doubled; pain shared is pain divided.
The devil can cite Scripture for his purpose! / An evil soul producing holy witness / Is like a villain with a smiling cheek, / A goodly apple rotten at the heart.
There is a property in the horizon which no man has but he whose eye can integrate all the parts, that is, the poet. … To speak truly, few adult persons can see nature. Most persons do not see the sun. At least they have a very superficial seeing. The sun illuminates only the eye of the man, but shines into the eye and the heart of the child. The lover of nature is he whose inward and outward senses are still truly adjusted to each other; who has retained the spirit of infancy even into the era of manhood. His intercourse with heaven and earth, becomes part of his daily food.
Remember only this of our hopeless love That never till Time is done Will the fire of the heart and the fire of the mind be one.
Gifts from the hand are silver and gold, but the heart gives that which neither silver nor gold can buy.
Lust of gain, in the spirit of Cain, is it better or worse / Than the heart of the citizen hissing in war on his own hearthstone?
L'esprit est toujours la dupe du c?ur=--The mind is always the dupe of the heart.
The conduct of God, who disposes all things gently, is to put religion into the mind by reason, and into the heart by grace. But to will to put it into the mind and heart by force and menace is not to put religion there, but terror, _terrorem potius quam religionem_.
_The letter which shows the use of proofs by the machine._ Faith is different from proof; the one is human, the other the gift of God. _Justus ex fide vivit._ It is this faith that God himself puts into the heart, of which the proof is often the instrument, _fides ex auditu_; but this faith is in the heart, and makes us say not _scio_, but _credo_.
Christ with me, Christ before me, Christ behind me, Christ in me, Christ beneath me, Christ above me, Christ on my right, Christ on my left Christ where I lie, Christ where I sit, Christ where I arise Christ in the heart of every man who thinks of me, Christ in the mouth of every man who speaks of me, Christ in every eye that sees me, Christ in every ear that hears me.
Our minds had met and crossed and understood from the first moment when Victor introduced us in my club, and that queer, inexplicable bond of the heart, breaking through every barrier, every restraint, had kept us close to one another always, in spite of silence, absence, and long years of separation.
Shakespeare is a great psychologist, and whatever can be known of the heart of man may be found in his plays.--_Goethe._
True repentance consists in the heart being broken for sin, and broken from sin.
The picture-story involves a joint operation of the brain, the eye and the heart. The objective of this joint operation is to depict the content of some event which is in the process of unfolding, and to communicate impressions. Sometimes a single event can be so rich in itself and its facets that it is necessary to move all around it in your search for the solution to the problems it poses — for the world is movement, and you cannot be stationary in your attitude toward something that is moving. Sometimes you light upon the picture in seconds; it might also require hours or days. But there is no standard plan, no pattern from which to work.
And thus the heart will break, yet brokenly live on.
The love of Christ is too large for any heart to hold it. It will overflow into others' hearts: it will give itself out, give itself away, for the enriching of other lives. The heart of Christ is a costly thing for any one to have. It will lead those who have it where it led Him. If it cost Him the cross, it will cost them no less.--_J. M. Campbell._
Nature has planted passions in the heart of man for the wisest purposes both of religion and life.
Tell me where is fancy bred, Or in the heart or in the head? How begot, how nourished? Reply, Reply.
"Why should calamity be full of words?" / "Let them have scope; though what they do impart / Help not at all, yet do they ease the heart."
Where the heart is, there the Muses, there the gods sojourn.
The seat of knowledge is in the head; of wisdom, in the heart. We are sure to judge wrong if we do not feel aright.
That the circumcision commanded was that of the heart. Deut. x. 16; Jeremiah iv. 4. "Be ye circumcised in heart. Cut off the superfluities of your heart, harden not your hearts, for your God is a great God, strong and terrible, who accepteth not the person of any."
The release of atom power has changed everything except our way of thinking... the solution to this problem lies in the heart of mankind. If only I had known, I should have become a watchmaker.
Jede Unthat, / Tragt ihren eignen Racheengel schon, / Die bose Hoffnung unter ihrem Herzen=--Every evil deed already bears its own avenging angel, the dread of evil, in the heart of it.
You must seek and find God in the heart.
What built St. Paul's Cathedral? Look at the heart of the matter, it was that divine Hebrew Book, the word partly of the man Moses, an outlaw tending his Midianitish herds four thousand years ago in the wildernesses of Sinai!
Mitgefuhl erweckt Vertrauen; / Und Vertrauen ist der Schlussel / Der des Herzens Pforte offnet=--Sympathy awakens confidence, and confidence is the key which unlocks the doors of the heart.
~Heart.~--The heart is like the tree that gives balm for the wounds of man only when the iron has pierced it.--_Chauteaubriand._
This malignity tries the heart of man in this life, and will accuse him in the other.
A voiceless song in an ageless light Sings at the coming dawn Birds in flight are calling there Where the heart moves the stones It's there that my heart is calling All for the love of you.
Things are natural or supernatural simply according to where one stands. Man is supernatural to the mineral; God is supernatural to the man. When a mineral is seized upon by the living plant and elevated to the organic kingdom, no trespass against Nature is committed. It merely enters a larger Environment, which before was supernatural to it, but which now is entirely natural. When the heart of a man, again, is seized upon by the quickening Spirit of God, no further violence is done to natural law. It is another case of the inorganic, so to speak, passing into the organic. Natural Law, Eternal Life, p. 232.
It is useless to deny with the tongue that which man gives credence to with the heart.
_On confessions and absolutions without signs of regret._ God looks at the heart alone, the Church looks at outward actions; God absolves as soon as he sees penitence in the heart, the Church when she sees it in works. God will make a Church pure within, which puts to confusion by its interior and perfect spiritual holiness the interior impiety of proud philosophers and Pharisees, and the Church will make an assembly of men whose external morals are so pure that they put to confusion heathen morals. If some are hypocrites, but so well disguised that she does not recognise their venom, she bears with them, for though they are not accepted of God, whom they cannot deceive, they are of men, whom they deceive. And thus she is not dishonoured by their conduct which appears holy. But you will have it that the Church should judge neither of the heart, for that belongs to God alone, nor of works, because God looks at the heart alone; and so taking away from her all choice of men, you retain in the Church the most debauched and those who so greatly dishonour her, that the synagogues of the Jews and the sects of the philosophers would have cast them out as unworthy, and have abhorred them as impious.
There was sadness in being a man, but it was a proud thing too. And he showed what the pride of it was till you couldn't help feeling it. Yes, even in hell, if a man was a man, you'd know it. And he wasn't pleading for any one person any more, though his voice rang like an organ. He was telling the story and the failures and the endless journey of mankind. They got tricked and trapped and bamboozled, but it was a great journey. And no demon that was ever foaled could know the inwardness of it — it took a man to do that. … His voice could search the heart, and that was his gift and his strength. And to one, his voice was like the forest and its secrecy, and to another like the sea and the storms of the sea; and one heard the cry of his lost nation in it, and another saw a little harmless scene he hadn't remembered for years. But each saw something. And when Dan'l Webster finished he didn't know whether or not he'd saved Jabez Stone. But he knew he'd done a miracle. For the glitter was gone from the eyes of the judge and jury, and, for the moment, they were men again, and knew they were men.
There is not so agonizing a feeling in the whole catalogue of human suffering as the first conviction that the heart of the being whom we most tenderly love is estranged from us.
But from the heart of Nature rolled / The burdens of the Bible old.
When griping grief the heart doth wound, / And doleful dumps the mind oppress, / Then music, with her silver sound, / With speedy help doth lend redress.
The tongue's aye quick at saying "Na," / Though a' the while the heart be dumb.
Words do sometimes fly from the tongue that the heart did neither hatch nor harbour.
Oh, the heart is a free and a fetterless thing-- / A wave of the ocean, a bird on the wing.
The night has a thousand eyes, And the day but one; Yet the light of the bright world dies With the dying sun. The mind has a thousand eyes, And the heart but one; Yet the light of a whole life dies When love is done.
Each thing lives according to its kind; the heart by love, the intellect by truth, the higher nature of man by intimate communion with God.
Take away desire from the heart, and you take away the air from the earth.
Love, whether newly born, or aroused from a deathlike slumber, must always create sunshine, filling the heart so full of radiance, that it overflows upon the outward world.
When the heart is afire, some sparks will fly out at the mouth.
Christianity, which is always true to the heart, knows no abstract virtues, but virtues resulting from our wants, and useful to all.
So, we'll go no more a roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the moon be still as bright. For the sword outwears its sheath, And the soul wears out the breast, And the heart must pause to breathe, And love itself have rest.
Hope deferred maketh the heart sick.
Contact with the world either breaks or hardens the heart.--_Chamfort._
One of my oldest crusades is against the distinction between thought and feelings which is really the basis of all anti-intellectual views: the heart and the head, thinking and feeling, fantasy and judgment. We have more or less the same bodies, but very different kinds of thoughts. I believe that we think much more with the instruments provided by our culture than we do with our bodies, and hence the much greater diversity of thought in the world. Thinking is a form of feeling; feeling is a form of thinking.
Every doubt in the heart of a Christian is a dishonor done to the Word of God, and the sacrifice of Christ.--_Selected._
Goodbye," said the fox. "And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.
Such partings break the heart they fondly hope to heal.
And wherefore does God act thus? To teach us that we are not to rest in His gifts and blessings, but in Himself. This is what our hearts are always doing--resting in the gift, instead of the Giver. Therefore God cannot trust us by the river, for it unconsciously takes up His place in the heart. It is said of Israel that when they were full they forgot God.--_F. Whitfield._
The world stands out on either side No wider than the heart is wide; Above the world is stretched the sky, — No higher than the soul is high. The heart can push the sea and land Farther away on either hand; The soul can split the sky in two, And let the face of God shine through. But East and West will pinch the heart That can not keep them pushed apart; And he whose soul is flat — the sky Will cave in on him by and by.
Men rate the virtues of the heart at almost nothing, while they idolise endowments of body and intellect.
Mentis penetralia=--The inmost recesses of the mind; the secrets of the heart.
A saint is someone who has achieved a remote human possibility. It is impossible to say what that possibility is. I think it has something to do with the energy of love... Something in him so loves the world that he gives himself to the laws of gravity and chance. Far from flying with the angels, he traces with the fidelity of a seismograph needle the state of the solid bloody landscape. His house is dangerous and finite, but he is at home in the world. He can love the shape of human beings, the fine and twisted shapes of the heart. It is good to have among us such men, such balancing monsters of love.
Alas! by some degree of woe We every bliss must gain; The heart can ne'er a transport know That never feels a pain.
Even if we resign ourselves to the thought that the likenesses and likelihoods which we project upon the unseen and unknown, nay, that the hope of our meeting again as we once met on earth, need not be fulfilled exactly as we shape them to ourselves, where is the argument to make us believe that the real fulfilment can be less perfect than what even a weak human heart devises and desires? This trust that whatever is will be best, is what is meant by faith, true, because inevitable, faith. We see traces of it in many places and many religions, but I doubt whether anywhere that faith is more simply and more powerfully expressed than in the Old and New Testaments: 'For since the beginning of the world men have not heard, nor perceived by the ear, neither hath the eye seen, O God, beside Thee, what He hath prepared for him that waiteth for Him' (Isaiah lxiv. 4). 'As it is written, Eye hath not seen nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love Him' (1 Cor. ii. 9).
Love in the heart is better than honey in the mouth.
How strange it seems that education, in practice, so often means suppression: that instead of leading the mind outward to the light of day it crowds things in upon it that darken and weary it. Yet evidently the true object of education, now as ever, is to develop the capabilities of the head and of the heart.
The soul's armour is never well set to the heart unless a woman's hand has braced it.
Sensations sweet, Felt in the blood, and felt along the heart.
E meglio il cuor felice che la borsa=--Better the heart happy than the purse (full).
Sweet is the memory of distant friends! Like the mellow rays of the declining sun, it falls tenderly, yet sadly, on the heart.--_Washington Irving._