Heart can cancel out budget.

On this battlefield man has no better weapon than his intelligence, no other force but his heart.

I’m a patriot of the heart.

It’s easy to fool the eye but it’s hard to fool the heart.

The heart is more fragile than the mind.

I put my heart and my soul into my work, and have lost my mind in the process.

Home is where the heart is.

Many of my cartoons are not a belly laugh. I go for nostalgia, the lump in the throat, the tear in the eye, the tug in the heart.

Beauty is not in the face; beauty is a light in the heart.

I bet she could never make you cry ’cause the scars on your heart are still mine.

The most important thing when ill is to never lose heart.

Do not fear the work, for art always comes from the heart.

Battles on the cricket field are won in the heart and mind.

The heart and soul of rock ‘n’ roll is passion.

Deep in my heart I’m concealing things that I’m longing to say. Scared to confess what I’m feeling – frightened you’ll slip away.

You see, this heart, won’t settle down; just like a child, running, scared, from a clown.

I may have lost my heart, but not my self-control.

I wasn’t the most gifted player, but I had a lot of heart.

There’s a fire starting in my heart.

Football is the most beautiful game in the world, but it is only so when you play it with your heart.

Stories are the heart of cinema. They connect us to our own humanity.

The support of the fans is crucial; they are the heart and soul of the club.

The best songs are the ones that come from the heart.

If you can’t get emotional about what you believe in your heart, you’re in the wrong business.

Our mind is enriched by what we receive, our heart by what we give.

Ah, if I could only make your dear heart ache one little minute of each day as mine does every day and all day long, it might lead you to show pity to your poor lonely one.

You have never loved me as I love you – never – never! Yours is not a passionate heart – your heart does not burn in a flame! You are, upon the whole, a sort of fay, or sprite – not a woman!

I feel like this: whatever is in your path and in your heart, you need to do.

My heart is big, I want to give too much.

I’m here to spread a message of hope. Follow your heart. Don’t follow what you’ve been told you’re supposed to do.

There is nothing that so much gratifies an ill tongue as when it finds an angry heart

Nothing so hardens the heart of man as a barren familiarity with sacred things.

Faith in the Lord Jesus is the only sure medicine for troubled hearts.

The love of our Lord Jesus Christ towards sinners is strikingly shown in His steady purpose of heart to die for them.

Look, I am living. On what? Neither childhood nor future lessens. Superabundant existence wells in my heart.

Prayer needs neither learning, wisdom or book knowledge to begin it. It needs nothing but heart and will.

It must not content us to take our bodies to church if we leave our hearts at home.

The heart of a man can never be satisfied with the things of this world. It is always empty, and hungry, and thirsty, and dissatisfied, till it comes to Christ. It is only they who hear Christ’s voice, and follow Him, and feed on Him by faith, who are ‘filled.’

Prayers and love are learned in the hour when prayer has become impossible and your heart has turned to stone

Love should be the silver thread that runs through all your conduct. Kindness, gentleness, long suffering, forbearance, patience, sympathy, a willingness to enter into childish troubles, a readiness to take part in childish joys, – these are the cords by which a child may be led most easily, – these are the clues you must follow if you would find the way to his heart.

Let your Christianity be so unmistakable, your eye so single, your heart so whole, your walk so straightforward, that all who see you may have no doubt whose you are, and whom you serve.

No salvation without regeneration – no spiritual life without a new birth – no heaven without a new heart.

The heart that has really tasted the grace of Christ, will instinctively hate sin.

Our prayers may be weak, stammering, and poor in our eyes. But if they come from a right heart, God understands them. Such prayers are His delight.

Let us cleave to Christ more closely, love Him more heartily, live to Him more thoroughly, copy Him more exactly, confess Him more boldly, and follow Him more fully.

I most resemble Benjamin Button. I evolve. I attach myself to the heartbeat of whatever is going on at that particular time, or I just chart a new path.

You have to fail, man, but you cannot allow failure to stop you from doing what you must do. Failing is just as good as succeeding in a lot of ways. It’s how you react to it all. You can react to success the wrong way and be a total failure. Or you can react to losing with your whole heart, learn from it, and be a huge success. In stand-up, I’ve learned to know when I’m burning it up or when I’m being so-so. That’s experience. I learn every single time I’m on a stage.

If in this world there is one misery having no relief, it is the pressure on the heart from the Incommunicable. And if another Sphinx should arise to propose another enigma to man–saying, what burden is that which only is insupportable by human fortitude? I should answer at once: It is the burden of the Incommunicable

Oh! just, subtle, and mighty opium! that to the hearts of poor and rich alike, for the wounds that will never heal, and for ‘the pangs that tempt the spirit to rebel,’ bringest an assuaging balm; eloquent opium! that with thy potent rhetoric stealest away the purposes of wrath; and to the guilty man, for one night givest back the hopes of his youth, and hands washed pure of blood..

Never wedding, ever wooing, Still a lovelorn heart pursuing, Read you not the wrong you’re doing In my cheek’s pale hue? All my life with sorrow strewing; Wed or cease to woo

The proud, the cold untroubled heart of stone, that never mused on sorrow but its own

Although no words can really help to ease the loss you bear, Just know that you are very close in every thought and prayer. To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die

Judas called Christ Lord, Lord; and yet betrayed him, and has gone to his place. Ah! how many Judases have we in these days, that kiss Christ, and yet betray Christ; that in their words profess him – but in their works deny him; that bow their knee to him, and yet in their hearts despise him; that call him Jesus, and yet will not obey him for their Lord

Nothing humbles and breaks the heart of a sinner like mercy and love. Souls that converse much with sin and wrath, may be much terrified; but souls that converse much with grace and mercy, will be much humbled.

Ambition is a gilded misery, a secret poison, a hidden plague, the engineer of deceit, the mother of hypocrisy, the parent of envy, the original of vices, the moth of holiness, the blinder of hearts, turning medicines into maladies, and remedies into diseases

Whatever sin the heart of man is most prone to, that the devil will help forward.

God hears no more than the heart speaks; and if the heart be dumb, God will certainly be deaf.

Secret sins commonly lie nearest the heart

Every thing that a man leans upon but God, will be a dart that will certainly pierce his heart through and through. He who leans only upon Christ, lives the highest, choicest, safest, and sweetest life

As heat is opposed to cold, and light to darkness, so grace is opposed to sin. Fire and water may as well agree in the same vessel, as grace and sin in the same heart

A Christian will part with anything rather than his hope; he knows that hope will keep the heart both from aching and breaking, from fainting and sinking; he knows that hope is a beam of God, a spark of glory, and that nothing shall extinguish it till the soul be filled with glory

True repentance includes sorrow for sin and contrition of heart. It breaks the heart with sighs and sobs and groans.

An idle life and a holy heart is a contradiction

He is the best preacher, not that tickles the ear, but that breaks the heart

Sorry to hear about your Dad.” He shrugged. “He was seventy, and we always told him fast food would kill him.” “Heart attack?” “He was hit by a Pizza Express truck.

I felt that group vocals for ‘Airplane’ coming from all the BTS members who’ve been together through this journey would create an even more heartfelt song.

When I make my music, I want people to feel what I feel, I want them to feel that energy. That’s all it is, because I make it straight from the heart. To be taken for anything else is crazy to me.

Our heart always transcends us.

In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. And look deep into your heart where it spreads its roots, the answer, and ask yourself, must I write?

It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.

The work of the eyes is done. Go now and do the heart-work on the images imprisoned within you.

A well-portrayed character lingers in the hearts of the audience, becoming a part of their own stories

The best music comes from the heart, not from trying to please others.

I cannot worship the abstractions of virtue: she only charms me when she addresses herself to my heart, speaks through the love from which she springs.

Give us, O Lord, a steadfast heart, which no unworthy affection may drag downwards; give us an unconquered heart, which no tribulation can wear out; give us an upright heart, which no unworthy purpose may tempt aside. Bestow upon us also, O Lord our God, understanding to know you, diligence to seek you, wisdom to find you, and a faithfulness that may finally embrace you; through Jesus Christ our Lord

He would not stay for me, and who can wonder?
He would not stay for me to stand and gaze.
I shook his hand, and tore my heart in sunder,
And went with half my life about my ways.

To think that two and two are four And neither five nor three The heart of man has long been sore And long ’tis like to be.

Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?

That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.

If there be a principle that ought not to be questioned within the United States, it is that every man has a right to abolish an old government and establish a new one. This principle is not only recorded in every public archive, written in every American heart, and sealed with the blood of American martyrs, but is the only lawful tenure by which the United States hold their existence as a nation.

Life is short, and we have but little time to gladden the hearts of those who travel the dark way with us. Be swift to love, make haste to be kind.

I really feel that from my heart that, no matter the number of best stories may exist in this world or on this very planet earth, I find only one story to be the real one, and that is the very story of escape.

But the most deplorable effect of all, is that diminution of attachment and reverence, which steals into the hearts of the people, towards a political system which betrays so many marks of infirmity, and disappoints so many of their flattering hopes. No government, any more than an individual, will long be respected, without being truly respectable; nor be truly respectable, without possessing a certain portion of order and stability.

If you believe in practising generosity of spirit, at heart you believe in the power of an individual to make a difference and at heart you treat individuals with deep respect and want to see others flourish.

There are scars on my heart, just as thick, as disfiguring as those on my face. I know they’re there. I hope some undamaged tissue remains, a patch through which love can come in and flow out. I hope.

This is what I felt: the warm weight of his hands on me; the genuineness in his smile; the gentle heat of something opening, the way some flowers spread out in the morning at the sight of the sun. I knew what was happening. It was the unscarred piece of my heart. It was just big enough to let in a bit of affection. There was still a tiny bit of room left.

I wear my heart on my sleeve and that can hurt. To be vulnerable is an enriching way to live, but when it goes wrong it can be agonizing. But if you don’t open your heart to people, you end up being excluded from the rest of the world.

Let thy good spirit enter my heart and there be heard without utterance, and without the sound of words speak all truth.

Grant me, O Lord my God, a mind to know you, a heart to seek you, wisdom to find you, conduct pleasing to you, faithful perseverance in waiting for you, and a hope of finally embracing you. Amen

After all the human noise and conflicts have stopped, the absent person has more room in your heart to spread out and be herself. My mother’s been gone ten years and I know her much better now than when we saw each other every day.

I’m not sure I know what ‘simple-hearted’ means,” I said haughtily. “When there’s no deceit or malice in your heart. Most of us have some; it protects us. People without it are rare.

Already the zest of combat, which of old had been so keen and lasting, had died down, and he discovered that he was self-analytical, too much so to live, single heart and single hand, so primitive an existence.

Also, as I looked at the mite of a youth with the heart of a lion, I thought, this is the type that on occasion rears barricades and shows the world that men have not forgotten how to die.

What did you have in you? – some childish notions, a few half-baked sentiments, a lot of undigested beauty, a great black mass of ignorance, a heart filled to bursting with love, and an ambition as big as your love and as futile as your ignorance.

But nobody else ever romped with White Fang. He did not permit it. He stood on his dignity, and when they attempted it, his warning snarl and bristling mane were anything but playful. That he allowed the master these liberties was no reason that he should be a common dog, loving here and loving there, everybody’s property for a romp and good time. He loved with single heart and refused to cheapen himself or his love.

I can never stop thanking you. If I never stop, I never need to say farewell. A river rushes between us. You follow it north, I pursue it south. When I weep because I miss you, my tears will seep through your cavern. Your face is kind as a shawl in winter, or a diamond for a song. My family keeps an inn. You have a chamber in my heart. No rent is due. Farewell. Farewell.

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

His muscles had wasted away to knotty strings, and the flesh pads had disappeared, so that each rib and every bone in his frame were outlined cleanly through the loose hide that was wrinkled in folds of emptiness. It was heartbreaking, only Buck’s heart was unbreakable. The man in the red sweater had proved that.

He has great tranquillity of heart who cares neither for the praises nor the fault-finding of men. He will easily be content and pacified, whose conscience is pure. You are not holier if you are praised, nor the more worthless if you are found fault with. What you are, that you are; neither by word can you be made greater than what you are in the sight of God.

I was no hero. The dearest wishes of my heart were for safety and tranquility. The world was a perilous place, wrong for the likes of me.

If your heart were sincere and upright, every creature would be unto you a looking-glass of life and a book of holy doctrine.

Do not let your peace depend on the hearts of men; whatever they say about you, good or bad, you are not because of it another man, for as you are, you are.

Scruples, temptations, and fears, and cutting perplexities of the heart, are often the lot of the most excellent persons.

For they truly know their Lord in the breaking of bread, whose heart within them so vehemently burneth, whilst Thou, O blessed Jesus, dost walk and converse with them.

My heart is, and always will be, yours.

And if thy heart be straight with God then every creature shall be to thee a mirror of life and a book of holy doctrine for there is no creature so little or so despised but that sheweth and representeth the goodness of God

Drualt took Freya’s warm hand, Her strong hand, Her sword hand, And pressed it to his lips, Pressed it to his heart. Come with me,’ he said. Come with me to battle, My love. Tarry at my side. Stay with me When battle is done. Tarry at my side. Laugh with me, And walk with me The long, long way. Tarry with me, My love, at my side.

It is no little wisdom for you to keep yourself in silence and in good peace when evil words are spoken to you, and to turn your heart to God and not to be troubled with the judgment of others.

The enemy is more easily overcome if he be not suffered to enter the door of our hearts, but be resisted without the gate at his first knock

We must imitate Christ’s life and his ways if we are to be truly enlightened and set free from the darkness of our own hearts. Let it be the most important thing we do, then, to reflect on the life of Jesus Christ

My heart is a weatherballoon caught in an updraft of a chinese tax percentage, the tax percentages are unequivocaaaaaaaaaal, Unequivocaaaaaaaaal. This is the sort of lyrics you could never think of, loser. Here’s a razorblade go cut yourself

My heart is a weatherballoon caught in an updraft of a chinese tax percentage, the tax percentages are unequivocaaaaaaaaaal, Unequivocaaaaaaaaal. This is the sort of lyrics you could never think of, loser. Here’s a razorblade go cut yourself

I would walk a thousand miles To feel your hugs and see your smiles But then one day we had to part The hardest day, it broke my heart But I still see you every day Because in my heart and mind you stay.

Some people have different ways than yours of having fun. You can’t judge ’em, you can’t dismiss ’em, and you can’t say, ‘what an idiot, what a food.’ You just have to accept their truth of their harmony with what they wanna do in their heart. As long as it’s not hurting anyone.

He had a way of taking Buck’s head roughly between his hands, and resting his own head upon Buck’s, of shaking him back and forth, the while calling him ill names that to Buck were love names. Buck knew no greater joy than that rough embrace and the sound of murmured oaths, and at each jerk back and forth it seemed that his heart would be shaken out of his body so great was its ecstasy.

I’d rather sing one wild song and burst my heart with it, than live a thousand years watching my digestion and being afraid of the wet.

Where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.

Nothing more or less than the deepest, most desperate desire of our hearts.

Arsenal is in my blood as well as my heart. I will always, always, always remember you guys. I said I was going to be a Gooner for life and I did not lie because when you are a Gooner, you will always be a Gooner. This club is in my heart and will remain in my heart forever

I think people, they love me because I play with my heart, I fight.

Describing the person I am would best be through music. When I’m up on stage and I’m singing my heart out, I am always reminded of life’s best things

A heart given to God loses none of its natural tenderness; on the contrary, the more pure and divine it becomes, the more such tenderness increases

Prayer for me is an updward leap of the heart

He has created the poor savage with no guide but natural law, and it is to their hearts that He deigns to stoop. They are His wild flowers whose homeliness delights Him.

The loveliest materpiece of the heart of God is the love of a Mother

For me, prayer is an upward leap of the heart, an untroubled glance towards heaven, a cry of gratitude and love which I utter from the depths of sorrow as well as from the heights of joy.

For me, prayer means launching out of the heart towards God; it means lifting up one’s eyes, quite simply, to heaven, a cry of grateful love, from the crest of joy or the trough of despair; it’s a vast, supernatural force which opens out my heart, and binds me close to Jesus

Prayer is an aspiration of the heart, it is a simple glance directed to heaven, it is a cry of gratitude and love in the midst of trail as well as joy; finally, it is something great, supernatural, which expands my soul and unites me to Jesus

Holiness is a disposition of the heart that makes us humble and little in the arms of God, aware of our weakness, and confident – in the most audacious way – in His Fatherly goodness

My whole strength lies in prayer and sacrifice, these are my invincible arms; they can move hearts far better than words, I know it by experience.

For me, prayer is a surge of the heart; it is a simple look turned toward heaven, it is a cry of recognition and of love, embracing both trial and joy

Let us love, since our heart is made for nothing else.

I will always try to be as normal as I can. Obviously, there may have to be some limits with it, but I am still a fan at heart and want to live like a normal person.

I’m a very patriotic England fan, actually. I always wore my heart on my sleeve.

Fashion breaks my heart.

I thank Marc Jacobs so much for giving me the opportunity to design a shoe for Louis Vuitton, but the thing that broke my heart most was when they said, You’re finished. The shoe’s finished.

Keep your nose out the sky, keep your heart to god, and keep your face to the rising sun.

Every time I hear the fans, it’s exciting. It gives me a great feeling because I know it comes from their heart.

If you have a dream, believe in it and go after it with all your heart.

If I was not fighting against child labor, I don’t know what else I could do. It was always in my heart, I could not live without that.

From my own experience, I want to say that you should follow your heart, and the mind will follow you. Believe in yourself, and you will create miracles.

Baseball is a game of strategy, but it’s also a game of heart.

I am not a methodical singer. I don’t follow any process or rules; what I follow is just my heart – whatever I experience, I just write and then compose it.

I don’t care what it is, when I’m playing a character, I put a lot of truth into it. I put my heart and soul into it.

Baseball is a game of history and statistics, but it’s also a game of heart and soul

I have created a new genre. It is a soulful creation that comes straight from my heart.

Singing is my passion, my first love and the secret of my energy. Music to me is like finding my inner self, my soul. It gives me a great joy to see audiences enjoying with me. I have given my heart to singing. When I sing, I can feel romance in everything around me.

The scoreboard may show the score, but it can’t measure the heart and soul of a player

What well-bred woman would refuse her heart to a man who had just saved her life? Not one; and gratitude is a short cut which speedily leads to love

Yes I have loved, as no one on earth ever loved, with an insensate and furious love, so violent that I wonder it did not break my heart

The purity of a person’s heart can be quickly measured by how they regard animals

To love is to admire with the heart; to admire is to love with the mind

I Was Just Such An Erratic, Wild Personality….When You Finally Find Someone To Listen To You After Years Of Not Being Taken Seriously, You Hold That Sh*T To Your Heart

We was young and we was dumb, but we had heart.

Everybody’s at war with different things. I’m at war with my own heart sometime

Baseball breaks your heart. It is designed to break your heart

Trees can’t tell jokes. But we can certainly tell stories. And if all you hear is the whisper of leaves, don’t worry. Most trees are introverts at heart.

Right now I would give all the yogurt raisins in all the world for a heart made of ice.

The strongest argument for socialism is that it sounds good. The strongest argument against socialism is that it doesn’t work. But those who live by words will always have a soft spot in their hearts for socialism because it sounds so good.

The Vatican is a dagger in the heart of Italy

Call to mind the sentiments which nature has engraved on the heart of every citizen, and which take a new force when they are solemnly recognized by all:-For a nation to love liberty, it is sufficient that she knows it; and to be free, it is sufficient that she wills it