I have dreams of becoming a professional pastry chef and having a little bakery – that’s how much I love baking. I love to cook in general, but my heart lies in desserts.
Sunlight fell upon the wall; the wall received a borrowed splendor. Why set your heart on a piece of earth, O simple one? Seek out the source which shines forever.
Winning is about heart, not just legs. It’s got to be in the right place.
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.
The battleline between good and evil runs through the heart of every man.
The heart looks into space to be away from earth.
Fill your paper with the breathings of your heart.
That which God said to the rose, and caused it to laugh in full-blown beauty, He said to my heart, and made it a hundred times more beautiful.
If it wasn’t for women, I wouldn’t be here. I’m a mamma’s boy at heart. I love my mom. I have the deepest, utmost respect for women.
Have a heart that never hardens, and a temper that never tires, and a touch that never hurts.
A friend is what the heart needs all the time.
A gentle heart is tied with an easy thread.
The truth is that the right decision often can’t be led with either head or heart exclusively.
‘Cars’ is simply near and dear to my heart.
There is in every true woman’s heart, a spark of heavenly fire, which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity, but which kindles up and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity.
In action a great heart is the chief qualification. In work, a great head.
Confidence is a plant of slow growth in an aged heart.
Leftovers in their less visible form are called memories. Stored in the refrigerator of the mind and the cupboard of the heart.
I’ve always preferred writing about grey characters and human characters. Whether they are giants or elves or dwarves, or whatever they are, they’re still human, and the human heart is still in conflict with the self.
The royal road to a man’s heart is to talk to him about the things he treasures most.
I’m a documentary photographer. That’s what I’ve always wanted to be; that’s where my heart and soul is.
Nobody is more dangerous than he who imagines himself pure in heart; for his purity, by definition, is unassailable.
For his heart was in his work, and the heart giveth grace unto every art.
Each day offers us the gift of being a special occasion if we can simply learn that as well as giving, it is blessed to receive with grace and a grateful heart.
The inner confidence in knowing who you are, believing in your dreams, and following your heart, is what make you radiate from within.
Why the Christian life is so difficult to many is because they have a divided heart. They are double-minded, which makes them unstable in all their ways.
I’m a student of patterns. At heart, I’m a physicist. I look at everything in my life as trying to find the single equation, the theory of everything.
Man is born in a day, and he dies in a day, and the thing is easily over; but to have a sick heart for three-fourths of one’s lifetime is simply to have death renewed every morning; and life at that price is not worth living.
Forgiveness is an act of the will, and the will can function regardless of the temperature of the heart.
And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers is always the first to be touch’d by the thorns.
Besides pride, loyalty, discipline, heart, and mind, confidence is the key to all the locks.
People are pretty because they’re nice, and they care about other people, and they have a good heart. That’s what makes you pretty, and I didn’t know that at one point in my life.
Death has its revelations: the great sorrows which open the heart open the mind as well; light comes to us with our grief. As for me, I have faith; I believe in a future life. How could I do otherwise? My daughter was a soul; I saw this soul. I touched it, so to speak.
There are two different stories in horror: internal and external. In external horror films, the evil comes from the outside, the other tribe, this thing in the darkness that we don’t understand. Internal is the human heart.
Let us, then, be up and doing, with a heart for any fate; still achieving, still pursuing, learn to labor and to wait.
I always think I could play a fantastic psychopath. I’d like to play a psycho. With a heart, you know. A caring lunatic.
What is a poet? An unhappy person who conceals profound anguish in his heart but whose lips are so formed that as sighs and cries pass over them they sound like beautiful music.
I feel like this: Whatever is in your path and in your heart, you need to do.
Faith is a knowledge within the heart, beyond the reach of proof.
Home is where the heart is.
Repeal the Missouri Compromise – repeal all compromises – repeal the Declaration of Independence – repeal all past history, you still cannot repeal human nature. It will be the abundance of man’s heart that slavery extension is wrong; and out of the abundance of his heart, his mouth will continue to speak.
You can take all the sincerity in Hollywood, place it in the navel of a fruit fly and still have room enough for three caraway seeds and a producer’s heart.
Sincere friendship towards God, in all who believe him to be properly an intelligent, willing being, does most apparently, directly, and strongly incline to prayer; and it no less disposes the heart strongly to desire to have our infinitely glorious.
The heart is forever making the head its fool.
Raising children uses every bit of your being – your heart, your time, your patience, your foresight, your intuition to protect them, and you have to use all of this while trying to figure out how to discipline them.
Your time is limited, so don’t waste it living someone else’s life. Don’t be trapped by dogma – which is living with the results of other people’s thinking. Don’t let the noise of others’ opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition.
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.
The place to improve the world is first in one’s own heart and head and hands.
I pefer an ugly truth to a pretty lie. If someone is telling me the truth that is when I will give my heart.
Sorrow for sin is indeed necessary, but it should not be an endless preoccupation. You must dwell also on the glad remembrance of God’s loving-kindness; otherwise, sadness will harden the heart and lead it more deeply into despair.
Sin penetrates to the heart, darkens and hardens it until it extinguishes the light of belief. Each sin has a path that leads to unbelief. Unless that sin is swiftly obliterated by seeking God’s forgiveness, it grows from a worm into a snake that gnaws at the heart.
Follow your heart and make it your decision.
If you give it good concentration, good energy, good heart and good performance, the song will play you.
Eloquent speech is not from lip to ear, but rather from heart to heart.
There is something in the pang of change More than the heart can bear, Unhappiness remembering happiness.
A nice blend of prediction and surprise seem to be at the heart of the best art.
I have looked into your eyes with my eyes. I have put my heart near your heart.
If you can make me laugh, my heart is yours! I think there’s nothing more attractive than someone who doesn’t take themselves too seriously.
When you work you are a flute through whose heart the whispering of the hours turns to music. Which of you would be a reed, dumb and silent, when all else sings together in unison?
On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart’s desire at last, and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron.
Life is made up, not of great sacrifices or duties, but of little things, in which smiles and kindness, and small obligations given habitually, are what preserve the heart and secure comfort.
As the purse is emptied, the heart is filled.
There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret, Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together.
I do think the heart can balance out the mind, if your heart is in a good place it can give you the strength to do the right thing and behave the right way and overcome the mind.
The human brain works as a binary computer and can only analyze the exact information-based zeros and ones (or black and white). Our heart is more like a chemical computer that uses fuzzy logic to analyze information that can’t be easily defined in zeros and ones.
You paint something, and it’s yours. It’s your heart up on the wall.
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.
