Every human heart has a deep need to love – to be in love, really, with all of life. This is the kind of love that comes when the mind is still. . . . Be still and know that we are all God’s children; then you will be in love with all.

Two conflicting forces cannot exist in one human heart. When doubt reigns, faith cannot abide. Where hatred rules, love is crowded out. Where selfishness rules, there love cannot dwell. When worry is present, trust cannot crowd its way in.

Men are tattooed with their special beliefs like so many South Sea Islanders; but a real human heart with divine love in it beats with the same glow under all the patterns of all earth‘s thousand tribes.

I said that the world is absurd, but I was too hasty. This world in itself is not reasonable, that is all that can be said. But what is absurd is the confrontation of this irrational and the wild longing for clarity whose call echoes in the human heart.

And perhaps there is a limit to the grieving that the human heart can do. As when one adds salt to a tumbler of water, there comes a point where simply no more will be absorbed.

The salvation of this human world lies nowhere else than in the human heart, in the human power to reflect, in human meekness and human responsibility.

The human heart, at whatever age, opens to the heart that opens in return.

The power for authentic leadership is found not in external arrangements, but in the human heart.

I researched children’s rights, divorce law, and parental kidnapping. Millions of children and parents are touched by the inadequacy of the legal system to deal with the human heart.

Are you appalled at existing conditions? Don’t waste your energy trying to change conditions from without! Change the Human Heart from within.

We’re talking a lot about reason and religion today, but I really hope that the American experiment can continue, because liberty really is a condition of the human heart and I have a great love and hope for the future of people.

Who invented the human heart, I wonder? Tell me, and then show me the place where he was hanged.

It is better to go down on the great seas which human hearts were made to sail than to rot at the wharves in ignoble anchorage.

The human heart is a dark forest.

Men are climbing to the moon, but they don’t seem interested in the beating human heart.

… there are chords in every human heart. If we only knew how to strike the right chord, we would bring out the music.

He had divested himself of the little cloaked godlet and his other amulets in a place where they would not be found in his lifetime and he’d taken for talisman the simple human heart within him.

You were born with the power to change others. You change people by the way you treat them. That is what changes the human heart.

Nothing but real love–(how rare it is; has one human heart in a million ever known it?) nothing but real love can repay us for the loss of freedom–the cares and fears of poverty–the cold pity of the world that we both despise and respect.

The central ideas of Christianity, an angry God and vicarious atonement, are contrary to every fact in nature, as also to the better aspirations of the human heart; they are, in our present stage of enlightenment, absurd, preposterous, and blasphemous propositions.

No blade can puncture the human heart like the well-chosen words of a spiteful son.

The desire for freedom resides in every human heart. And that desire cannot be contained forever by prison walls, or martial laws, or secret police. Over time, and across the Earth, freedom will find a way.

The human heart is not unchanging (nay, changes almost out of recognition in the twinkling of an eye).

The human heart is a factory of idols…Everyon e of us is, from his mother‘s womb, expert in inventing idols.

Anyone who wants to know the human psyche will learn next to nothing from experimental psychology. He would be better advised to abandon exact science, put away his scholar‘s gown, bid farewell to his study, and wander with human heart through the world.

Words spoken in deep love or deep hate set things in motion in the human heart that can never be reversed.

We are bound together by the most powerful of all ties, our fervent love for freedom and independence, which knows no homeland but the human heart.

There is good and there is bad in every human heart, and it is the struggle of life to conquer the bad with the good.

A person’s words reflect the image of his character and the amount of truth and lies in it is always visible to the human heart than ordinary eyes.

There’s nothing more inspiring than the complexity and beauty of the human heart.

One of the permanent possessions of the human heart is the memory of its noble enthusiasms.

If there is any one thing that will bring peace and contentment into the human heart, and into the family, it is to live within our means.

There is a cowardly propensity in the human heart that delights in oppressing somebody else, and in the gratification of this base desire we always select a victim that can be outraged with safety.

The greatest progress we have made, and the greatest progress we have yet to make, is in the human heart. In the end, all the world‘s wealth and a thousand armies are no match for the strength and decency of the human spirit.

Any musical person who has never heard a Negro congregation under the spell of religious fervor sing these old songs has missed one of the most thrilling emotions which the human heart may experience.

Tear down the mosque, the temple, everything in sight. But don’t break a human heart. For that is where God resides.

The only thing worth writing about is the human heart in conflict with itself

The human heart is no small thing, for it can embrace so much.

It is the normal state of the human heart to try to build its identity around something besides God.

The door of the human heart, can only be opened from the inside.

There is no vacuum in the human heart. Certain demolitions take place, and it is well that they do, but on condition that they are followed by reconstructions.

In many ways, religion comes from the same place in us that art comes from. The language of the human heart if poetry

Must be yearning deep in human heart to stop other people from doing as they please.

There’s no accounting for the mysteries of the human heart

Every trial that ever burdened a mortal man, every temptation that ever stormed a human heart, and every blessing that ever delighted a needy soul have been skillfully designed by the Creator for one purpose: to draw men to Himself.

To enter into the hearts of men belongs to him who can explore the human heart.

Next to love, Sympathy is the divinest passion of the human heart.

Murder and hate are as deeply buried in the human heart as love, perhaps more so, and in truth they’re rather entwined, and if you tried to separate them, you’d be missing something important and human.

In the human heart new passions are forever being born; the overthrow of one almost always means the rise of another.

At the centre of the human heart is the longing for an absolute good, a longing which is always there and is never appeased by any object in this world.

The deepest longing of the human heart is to know and enjoy the glory of God. We were made for this.

In each human heart terror survives The ravin it has gorged: the loftiest fear All that they would disdain to think were true: Hypocrisy and custom make their minds The fanes of many a worship, now outworn. They dare not devise good for man’s estate, And yet they know not that they do not dare.

The human heart is a strange vessel. Love and hatred can exist side by side.

Equipment has heart, human heart, inside it.

Fed on the dry husks of facts, the human heart has a hidden want which science cannot supply.

The human heart is always drawn by love.

The human heart is the first home of democracy.

Can human hearts be changed? Why, of course! It happens every day in the great missionary work of the Church. It is one of the most widespread of Christ’s modern miracles. If it hasn’t happened to you—it should.

Sometimes it seemed that the human heart, this side of Eden, feared life more than death, light more than darkness, freedom more than surrender.

There are neither winners nor losers; there are only stages that must be gone through. When the human heart understands this, it is free and able to accept difficult times without being deceived by moments of glory

And what more should I say since it expels the whole host of the virtues from the chamber of the human heart and introduces every barbarous vice as if the bolts of the doors were pulled out.

An effective proclamation of the Gospel in contemporary Western society will need to confront directly the widespread spirit of agnosticism and relativism which has cast doubt on reason’s ability to know the truth, which alone satisfies the human heart’s restless quest for meaning.

Jesus literally sliced through years of rabbinical law and cultural norms with the extreme love of God that sees the treasure in every human heart.

No writer, no matter how gifted, immortalizes himself unless he has crystallized into expressive and original phrase the eternal sentiments and yearnings of the human heart.

Bradbury would have said his plots are myths and metaphors that tell stories about the human condition. That’s what sets him apart from other science-fiction writers: He doesn’t write about technology, but about the human heart and psyche.

When all is said and done, the only change that will make a difference is the transformation of the human heart.

The tiny flame that lights up the human heart is like a blazing torch that comes down from heaven to light up the paths of mankind. For in one soul are contained the hopes and feelings of all Mankind.

By the sympathy of your human hearts for sin ye shall scent out all the places В— whether in church, bedchamber, street, field, or forest В— where crime has been committed, and shall exult to behold the whole earth one stain of guilt, one mighty blood spot.

Ignore reality, there’s nothing you can do about it.

Put forth thy leaf, thou lofty plane, East wind and frost are safely gone; With zephyr mild and balmy rain The summer comes serenely on; Earth, air, and sun and skies combine To promise all that’s kind and fair: But thou, O human heart of mine, Be still, contain thyself, and bear.

The Human heart is an idol factory.

The battle would not take place in the mountains, valleys, or plains of Israel. В It would take place in the wilderness of the human heart.

Human knowledge consists not only of libraries of parchment and ink – it is also comprised of the volumes of knowledge that are written on the human heart, chiselled on the human soul, and engraved on the human psyche.

The summer Night comes brooding down on Earth, As Love comes brooding down on human hearts, With bliss that hath no utterance save rich tears. She floats in fragrance down the smiling dark, Foldeth a kiss upon the lips of Life– Curtaineth into rest the weary world– And shuts us in with all our hid delights.

How glorious the splendor of a human heart that trusts that it is loved!

There is a powerful need for symbolism, and that means the architecture must have something that appeals to the human heart. There is a powerful need for symbolism, and that means the architecture must have something that appeals to the human heart

Tears have the value of gold on the scales of the human heart’ and the weights do not ask whether it is found or stolen gold, or whether you had to sweat in the digging.

How deeply seated in the human heart is the liking for gardens and gardening.

The veneration of Mary is inscribed in the very depths of the human heart

Only the human heart can live in present moment awareness. The human mind cannot, because its essential nature is to ponder the past and plan the future. This is why all wise beings encourage us to go beyond the mind into the timeless, boundless transcendence of heart-centered awareness.

When words fail to express the exalted sentiments and finer emotions of the human heart, music becomes the sublimated language of the soul, the divine instrumentality for its higher utterance.

[The heart is] really a fascinating organ. It’s about the only organ in the body that you can really witness its function. Doing things. And so on. Some of the other organs you can witness, like the intestines, will have this sort of peristaltic motion. But nothing that can compare with the activity of the human heart.

They were enjoying the happy hour that seldom comes but once in any life, the magical moment which bestows youth on the old, beauty on the plain, wealth on the poor, and gives human hearts a foretaste of heaven.

Kaz’s wilder work captures the great beauty of the human heart and the natural world.

Love for the Lord is not an ethereal, intellectual, dreamlike thing; it is the intensest, most vital, most passionate love of which the human heart is capable.

Eucharistic worship is not so much worship of the inaccessible transcendence as worship of the divine condescension, and it is also the merciful and redeeming transformation of the world in the human heart

One who understands the relationships between the human heart and the human mind will always out-hack those who chase after an ever-changing technology.

Destiny is but a phrase of the weak human heart – the dark apology for every error. The strong and virtuous admit no destiny. On earth conscience guides; in heaven God watches. And destiny is but the phantom we invoke to silence the one and dethrone the other.

Sir,’ said Stephen, ‘I read novels with the utmost pertinacity. I look upon them–I look upon good novels–as a very valuable part of literature, conveying more exact and finely-distinguished knowledge of the human heart and mind than almost any other, with greater breadth and depth and fewer constraints.

She alone had been blind to his merit. Why? Because he loved her and she did not love him. What was it in the human heart that made you despise a man because he loved you?

every human heart beat is a universe of possibilities.

There is a great life-giving, warming power called Love, which exists in human hearts dumb and unseen, but which has no real life, no warming power, till set free by expression.

Does the human heart know chasms so abysmal?

The effort to untangle the human words from the divine seems not only futile to me but also unnecessary, since God works with what is. God uses whatever is usable in a life, both to speak and to act, and those who insist on fireworks in the sky may miss the electricity that sparks the human heart.

Too many people are hungry not because there is dearth of food. It is because there is dearth of love and care in human hearts.

The human heart, at whatever age, opens only to the heart that opens in return.

The human heart is the only thing in this world that weighs more when it is broken

I made strength from everything that had happened to me, so that in the end even the final tragedy could not defeat me. And that is what Ultima tried to teach me, that the tragic consequences of life can be overcome by the magical strength that resides in the human heart. —Antonio

Ultimately, the decision to save the environment must come from the human heart. The key point is a call for a genuine sense of universal responsibility that is based on love, compassion and clear awareness.

The greatest need of our age and of every age, the greatest need of every human heart, is to know the resources and sufficiency of God.

The care of rivers is not a question of rivers but of the human heart.

A DIVINE IMAGE Cruelty has a human heart, And Jealousy a human face; Terror the human form divine, And Secresy the human dress. The human dress is forged iron, The human form a fiery forge, The human face a furnace sealed, The human heart its hungry gorge.

Although the human heart is selfish and arrogant, so many struggle against their selfishness and learn humility; because of them, as long as there is life, there is hope that beauty lost can be rediscovered, that what has been reviled can be redeemed.

Repentance is something that is brought about in the human heart by the work of God the Holy Spirit.

By renouncing the Bible, philosophers swing from their moorings upon all moral subjects..It is the only correct map of the human heart that ever has been published.

There are strings in the human heart that had better not be vibrated.

Whenever God touches sin it is independence that is touched, an that awakens resentment in the human heart. Independence must be blasted clean out, there must be no such thing left, only freedom which is very different. Freedom is the ability not to insist on my rights, but to see that God gets his

Hope burns eternal in the human heart.

There is only one way into the Kingdom of Heaven, but there are many ways into the human heart: and the Church of Christ, ln its mission of promulgating truth and turning souls of righteousness, has legitimate use for every avenue of the heart.

The great benefit of science is that it can contribute tremendously to the alleviation of suffering at the physical level, but it is only through the cultivation of the qualities of the human heart and the transformation of our attitudes that we can begin to address and overcome our mental suffering…

It is through the multitudinous mass of living human hearts, of human acts and words of love and truth, that the Christ of the first century has become the Christ of the nineteenth.

A strange thing, the human heart in general, and woman‘s heart in particular.

If ever there was a cause, if ever there can be a cause, worthy to be upheld by all of toil or sacrifice that the human heart can endure, it is the cause of Education.

As no scripture is of private interpretation, so is there no feeling in a human heart which exists in that heart alone – which is not, in some form or degree, in every human heart.

Something deep in the human heart breaks at the thought of a life of mediocrity.

Hell lies at the bottom of the human heart.

In the human heart there is a built-in obsolescence factor. It does not matter how powerful and influential you are, how much education you have, how selfcontrolled or holy you consider yourself—your heart, if you do not guard it, will break down.

No human heart is denied empathy. No religion can demolish that by indoctrination. No culture, no nation and nationalism – nothing can touch it because it is empathy.

More than blood passes through the human heart.

Power’s footstool is opinion and his throne the human heart.

Pain is the question mark turned like a fishhook in the human heart.

Works of Art are meant to connect the human heart to inspiration, for cosmic consciousness to grow in the Supreme Reality rooted in Life and Being.

Love is both a principle and an emotion; it is something both felt and willed. It is capable of almost infinite degrees. Love in the human heart may begin so modestly as to be hardly perceptible and go on to become a raging torrent that sweeps its possessor before it in total helplessness.

How small of all that human hearts endure/That part which laws or kings can cause or cure.

The winter‘s frost must rend the burr of the nut before the fruit is seen. So adversity tempers the human heart, to discover its real worth.

In all ranks of life the human heart yearns for the beautiful; and the beautiful things that God makes are his gift to all alike.

Relational trust is built on movements of the human heart such as empathy, commitment, compassion, patience, and the capacity to forgive.

Though the human heart may have to pause for rest when climbing the heights of affection it rarely stops on the slippery slope of hatred.

the problems of the human heart in conflict with itself which alone can make good writing because only that is worth writing about, worth the agony and the sweat

There lurks, perhaps, in every human heart a desire of distinction, which inclines every man first to hope, and then to believe, that Nature has given him something peculiar to himself.

The literary story is a story that deals with the complicated human heart with an honest tolerance for the ambiguity in which we live. No good guys, no bad guys, just guys: that is, people bearing up in the crucible of their days and certainly not always – if ever – capable of articulating their condition.

How silently, how silently The wonderous gift is given! So God imparts to human hearts The blessings of his heaven. No ear may hear his coming, But in this world of sin, Where meek souls will receive him still, The dear Christ enters in.

I’m a student of violence because I’m a student of the human heart.

The human heart is an idol factory that takes good things like a successful career, love, material possessions, even family, and turns them into ultimate things. Our hearts deify them as the center of our lives, because, we think, they can give us significance and security, safety and fulfillment, if we attain them.

The human heart has a way of making itself large again even after it’s been broken into a million pieces.

A human being is a part of the whole called by us universe; a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts, and his feelings as something separate from the rest – a kind of optical delusion of consciousness.

I do not think there is any thrill that can go through the human heart like that felt by the inventor as he sees some creation of the brain unfolding to success… such emotions make a man forget food, sleep, friends, love, everything.

No matter how much light I carry within me, there will always be times of feeling lost, being confused, seeking direction. It is the way of the human heart.

Of the total creative effort represented in a finished work, 75 percent or more of a writer’s labor goes into designing the story designing story tests the maturity and insight of the writer, his knowledge of society, nature, and the human heart.В  Story demands both vivid imagination and powerful analytic thought.

The only thing that a man may do that is new, is to write himself on human hearts.

The human heart is vast enough to contain all the world.

Virtue steals, like a guilty thing, into the secret haunts of vice and infamy, clings to their devoted victim, and will not be driven quite away. Nothing can destroy the human heart.

Even though the search for meaning is debunked today, the cries of the human heart can be smothered for only so long. In these yearnings, the search for significance and fulfillment continues.

The human heart becomes softened by hearing of instances of gentleness and consideration.

The study of social progress is to-day not less needed in literature than is the analysis of the human heart.

I admitted that I did not understand life. What I meant was that I am bewildered by human hearts and motivations, including my own.

Through money or power you cannot solve all problems. The problem in the human heart must be solved first.

Memory, with its fugitive adjustments, is the merciful veil to the grim enactments of the first law. It hides the anguish in the human heart which is always craving for perpetuity.

Nothing is old, nothing is new, save the light of grace underneath which beats a human heart.

For Mercy has a human heart Pity, a human face: And Love, the human form divine, And Peace, the human dress.

What does it mean to be human, and what is at the human heart, and is there a soul, or is that all there is? Can an artificial being be intelligent? Is ‘intelligent’ the definition of humanity, or is it something deeper?

Faith and reason are like two wings on which the human spirit rises to the contemplation of truth; and God has placed in the human heart a desire to know the truth- in a word, to know himself- so that, by knowing and loving God, men and women may also come to the fullness of truth about themselves.

Pride grows in the human heart like lard on a pig.

What a lovely place this world would be if only people would feel affection for everyone else, and all the ugliness of the human heart were to vanish – our envy of those better off than ourselves and our scorn for those worse off.

BLINDSIGHT is fearless: a magnificent, darkly gleaming jewel of a book that hurdles the contradictions inherent in biochemistry, consciousness, and human hearts without breaking stride.

One of the greatest accomplishments in this world would be that of lifting human hearts. Blessed are they who are kind and considerate of the feelings of other people.

Some people say that our salvation lies with God, or with God’s Son, yet is not the human heart the place where such Divinity is found? Therefore open your heart, and open TO your heart, that you may hear its call to reflect, to be meek, and to be responsible.

Home – that blessed word, which opens to the human heart the most perfect glimpse of Heaven, and helps to carry it thither, as on an angel‘s wings.

Heaven’s Sovereign saves all beings but himselfThat hideous sight,-a naked human heart.

The coming of Jesus at Bethlehem brought joy to the world and to every human heart. may His coming this Christmas bring to each one of us that peace and joy that He desires to give.

The human heart, as of course we all know is essentially good

Nothing is stronger than the will of the human heart.

I love the detail about the workings of the human heart and mind that only fiction can provide – film can’t get in close enough.

No one’s hurt is too small, no worry too removed, no blessing so elusive that it cannot be seen by the eyes in the back of the human heart.

All those moments, those memories. Everything that we are, compressed in just two or three kilos of paper — the weight of a human heart.

The human heart will seek to be known, understood, and connected with above all else. If you do not connect, the ones you care about will find someone who will.

We progress by leaps and bounds technologically, medically – we can live longer, we can… but you know, in the year 1230, they knew as much as we know now about the human heart.

Wealth and want equally harden the human heart.

The human heart tends toward tribalism before tolerance. We can go back to that world. It still lives in all of us. Fighting it is the challenge, particularly at a time when the most audacious thing you can do is show some grace.

Literature is the voice of the human heart.

It is great, and there is no other greatness-to make one nook of God’s Creation more fruitful, better, more worthy of God; to make some human heart a little wiser, manlier, happier-more blessed.

I have heard, Mr. Holmes, that you can see deeply into the manifold wickedness of the human heart.

If we’re really writing, we are exploring the unnamed emotional facets of the human heart. Not all emotions, not all states of mind have been named. Nor are all the names we have been given always accurate.

Every human heart cries and yearns for the same thing: a chance to fulfill his or her own dreams and desires. Even the poorest man has a dream.

there’s nothing in the human heart or mind, no place no matter how twisted or secret, that can’t be endured – if you have someone to share it with.

Each of us in our own way can try to spread compassion into people’s hearts. Western civilizations these days place great importance on filling the human brain with knowledge, but no one seems to care about filling the human heart with compassion. This is what the real role of religion is.

The human heart is the same the world over.

The radical novelty of modern science lies precisely in the rejection of the belief, which is at the heart of all popular religion, that the forces which move the stars and atoms are contingent upon the preferences of the human heart.

Shakespeare speaks for the human heart but Dickens speaks for the social man and for injustices.

The human heart is my school.

There is no work of genius which has not been the delight of mankind, no word of genius to which the human heart and soul have not sooner or later responded.

There can be a fundamental gulf of gracelessness in a human heart which neither our love nor our courage can bridge.

If you should take the human heart and listen to it, it would be like listening to a sea-shell; you would hear in it the hollow murmur of the infinite ocean to which it belongs, from which it draws its profoundest inspiration, and for which it yearns.

The struggle to the top alone will make a human heart SWELL.

What is Truth? Truth is the attribute of when the human heart marries the love of God, and the result is passion for your spiritual path.

I felt that I wanted the world to be in uniform and at a sort of moral attention forever; I wanted no more riotous excursions with privileged glimpses into the human heart.

What an enormous magnifier is tradition! How a thing grows in the human memory and in the human imagination, when love, worship, and all that lies in the human heart, is there to encourage it

Pride and resentment are not indigenous to the human heart; and perhaps it is due to the gardener‘s innate love of the exotic that we take such pains to make them thrive“.

There is in every human heart Some not completely barren part, Where seeds of truth and love might grow, And flowers of generous virtue flow; To plant, to watch, to water there, This be our duty, be our care.

Drifting off to sleep, I thought about her. How nobody is perfect. How you just have to close your eyes and breathe out and let the puzzle of the human heart be what it is.

Readers no longer need novelists to tell us what it’s like to cross the world on a ship or fight a war. In the twenty-first century, we get that information in other ways. The thing that’s still a mystery to us is the human heart. What we want is to understand people, what they’re doing, and why they’re doing it.

No iron spike can pierce a human heart as icily as a period in the right place.

I think that music, being an expression of the human heart, or of the human being itself, does express just what is happening – the whole of human experience at the particular time that it is being expressed.

Would you have your songs endure? Build on the human heart.

… when all violence subsides in the human heart, the state which remains is love. It is not something we have to acquire; it is always present, and needs only to be uncovered. This is our real nature, not merely to love one person here, another there, but to be love itself.

In every human heart is a place where you put all your broken dreams. When something doesn’t work out, no matter what it may be, you just have to give it up and stuff it in with your broken dreams. And make sure you keep the lid on tight.

Criticism will plant FEAR in the human heart, or resentment, but it will not build love or affection.

In each human heart are a tiger, a pig, an ass and a nightingale. Diversity of character is due to their unequal activity.

If we do not appreciate the sensitivity and subtlety of the human heart, how can we appreciate the sensitivity and subtlety of the natural world?

Do you not see how strange and wonderful that is? That all history balances on an affair of the human heart?

Peter Cooper looks at the world with an artist‘s eye and a human heart and soul. His songs are the work of an original, creative imagination, alive with humor and heartbreak and irony and intelligence, with truth and beauty in the details. Deep stuff. And they get better every time you listen to them.

Nothing is old, nothing is new, save the light of grace underneath which beats a human heart. The way of feeling, of understanding, of loving; the way of seeing the country, the faces that your father saw, that your mother knew. The rest is chimerical.

The complexity of economics can be calculated mathematically. Write out the algebraic equation that is the human heart and multiply each unknown by the population of the world.

Gold adulterates one thing only,–the human heart.

But one also finds in the human heart a depraved taste for equality, which impels the weak to want to bring the strong down to their level, and which reduces men to preferring equality in servitude to inequality in freedom.

Loyalty is the holiest good in the human heart.

No man-made law will ever eliminate cruelty and evil from every human heart.

The sovereignty of God is the one impregnable rock to which the suffering human heart must cling. The circumstances surrounding our lives are no accident: they may be the work of evil, but that evil is held firmly within the mighty hand of our sovereign God.

Wealth and want equally harden the human heart…

Christian Research Institute want to remain relevant with respect to the culture’s issues and the reason we want to do that is so that people can use the deviations as spring boards or opportunities to share the truth, light, grace and peace that only Jesus Christ can bring to the human heart.

To allot God a secondary place in life was, to me, inconceivable. Though He is the sole Owner of the cosmos, silently showering us with gifts from life to life, one thing yet remains which He does not own, and which each human heart is empowered to withhold or bestow – man’s love.

The human heart is as a frail craft on which we wish to reach the stars.

When bad things turn good, the reason can usually be found in the human heart—sometimes in the hearts of great masses of people, sometimes in the heart of a solitary soul.

No one is born hating another person because of the colour of his skin, or his background, or his religion.

How small of all that human hearts endure, That part which laws or kings can cause or cure! Still to ourselves in every place consigned, Our own felicity we make or find. With secret course, which no loud storms annoy, Glides the smooth current of domestic joy.

Every so often we hear people clamor for a change. Let’s change the Constitution, change the form of Government, change everything for better or worse except to change the only thing that needs changing first: The human heart and our standard of success and human values.

I have a profound dislike for showing off one’s material wealth. This is insensitive and it is not what human hearts are made for. But what I like about China and sometimes miss in Europe is the entrepreneurial spirit of our young people, their ambition and dynamism.

A landscape painting is essentially emotional in origin. It exists as a record of an effect in nature whose splendour has moved a human heart, and according as it is well or ill done it moves the hearts of others.

The human heart has a tiresome tendency to label as fate only what crushes it. But happiness likewise, in its way, is without reason, since it is inevitable.

I am, after all, a thriller writer. I routinely delve into the darkest chambers of the human heart. I’ve written about murder, kidnapping, depravity, horror, violence, and disfigurement.

All religions are essentially the same in their goal of developing a good human heart so that we may become better human beings.

In the human heart there is a ceaseless birth of passions, so that the destruction of one is almost always the establishment of another.

My life is a story about who God is and what He does in a human heart.

The human heart is a mysterious and sometimes dark place.

I’m only interested in stories that are about the crushing of the human heart.

Truth resides in every human heart, and one has to search for it there, and to be guided by truth as one sees it. But no one has a right to coerce others to act according to his own view of truth.

The human heart likes a little disorder in its geometry.

Mistress of love or of hate, occult science can dispense paradise or hell at its pleasure to human hearts; it disposes of all forms and confers beauty or ugliness; with the wand of Circe it changes men into brutes and animals alternately into men.

The human heart is bigger than the world.

For a believer, Christian faith is true to the human heart, not in the sense that any old thing we fancy believing in will become conveniently true – but because the complicated truth about our hearts, as we struggle to perceive it, tells us what we are and where we are, and consequently what we need.

There is only One Being who can satisfy the last aching abyss of the human heart, and that is the Lord Jesus Christ.

I don’t know what is better than the work that is given to the actor – to teach the human heart the knowledge of itself.

The greatest mystery of all is the human heart.

But the meaning of life is not . . . explained by one’s business life, nor is the deep desire of the human heart answered by a bank account.

I was obliged, at last, to come to the conclusion that the contemplation of nature alone is not sufficient to fill the human heart and mind.

It is a great mystery that though the human heart longs for Truth, in which alone it finds liberation and delight, the first reaction of human beings to Truth is one of hostility and fear!

Taboos on the human heart are more dangerous than any risk we run by using our emotions. Sensation is the life of man; it is his actual energy. To suppress it is to lose creative power!

Fearlessness comes from working with the softness of the human heart.

All good government must begin at home. It is useless to make good laws for bad people; what is wanted is this, to subdue the tyranny of the human heart.

Yet I am not more sure that my soul lives, than I am that perverseness is one of the primitive impulses of the human heartone of the indivisible primary faculties, or sentiments, which give direction to the character of Man.

The human heart dares not stay away too long from that which hurt it most. There is a return journey to anguish that few of us are released from making.

I’ve always taken that as my guiding principle and the rest is just set dressing. You can have dragons in it, or aliens and starships, or a western about a gunslinger, or even literary fiction, and ultimately you’re still writing about the human heart in conflict with itself.