The human heart is as a frail craft on which we wish to reach the stars.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
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.
How frail the human heart must be - a mirrored pool of thought.
The human heart, at whatever age, opens only to the heart that opens in return.
The heart looks into space to be away from earth.
We are adhering to life now with our last muscle - the heart.
Everyone loses touch with their aspiration, and we need the heart to return to what we really care about. All of this is based on developing greater lovingkindness and compassion.
Heart is what drives us and determines our fate.
The heart has a yearning for the unknown, a longing to penetrate the deep shadow and the winding glade, where, as it seems, no human foot has been.
The human heart is the same the world over.
One thing I believe completely is that the human heart remains the human heart, no matter how our material circumstances change as we move together through time.