I started finding hearts in things - whether it was like, a tree I was passing, a straw wrapper on the ground; I think the heart has one continuous line, which is very powerful.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
But what do we know of the heart nearest to our own? What do we know of our own heart?
I have witnessed the softening of the hardest of hearts by a simple smile.
The workings of the human heart are the profoundest mystery of the universe. One moment they make us despair of our kind, and the next we see in them the reflection of the divine image.
True hearts have eyes and ears, no tongues to speak; they hear and see, and sigh, and then they break.
The human heart likes a little disorder in its geometry.
The reactions of the human heart are not mechanical and predictable but infinitely subtle and delicate.
The heart is the chief feature of a functioning mind.
There is something in humility which strangely exalts the heart.
The human heart is the same the world over.
Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable.