In a full heart there is room for everything, and in an empty heart there is room for nothing.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Our life is full of empty space.
Everybody has a heart. Except some people.
The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing.
If we have the opportunity to be generous with our hearts, ourselves, we have no idea of the depth and breadth of love's reach.
Love is the funeral of hearts.
I go in full with my heart.
Where the Mind is biggest, the Heart, the Senses, Magnanimity, Charity, Tolerance, Kindliness, and the rest of them scarcely have room to breathe.
Son, brother, father, lover, friend. There is room in the heart for all the affections, as there is room in heaven for all the stars.
Words, words, mere words, no matter from the heart.
To be full of things is to be empty of God. To be empty of things is to be full of God.