Hearts Quotes
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As I pass through my incarnations in every age and race... and the hearts of the meanest were humbled.
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The points or tips of the chakras, where they connect to the main power current, are called the roots or the hearts of the chakras. Within these hearts are seals which control exchange of energy between layers of the aura through that chakra. That is, each of the seven chakras has seven layers, each corresponding to a layer of the auric field.
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Treasure is stored in the ruined places. Do not break the hearts of the poor and heartbroken people.
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Take two bodies and you twirl them into one, their hearts and their bones, and they won't come undone.
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The only devils in the world are those running around in our own hearts - that is where the battle should be fought.
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Once, if I remember well, my life was a feast where all hearts opened and all wines flowed.
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Women see everything or nothing according to the inclination of their hearts. Love is their sole light.
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Heaven knows we need never be ashamed of our tears, for they are rain upon the blinding dust of earth, overlying our hard hearts. I was better after I had cried, than before--more sorry, more aware of my own ingratitude, more gentle.
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Those that want friends to open themselves unto are cannibals of their own hearts.
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God gives God-sized dreams to people with God-shaped hearts.
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But there have been human hearts, constituted just like ours, for six thousand years. The same stars rise and set upon this globe that rose upon the plains of Shinar or along the Egyptian Nile and the same sorrows rise and set in every age.
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When pure sincerity forms within, it is outwardly realized in other people's hearts.
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Sit with the repentant, for they have the softest hearts.
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I have it in my head that when we’re born, God writes things down on our hearts. See, on some people’s hearts he writes “happy” and on some people’s hearts he writes “sad” and on some people’s hearts he writes “crazy” and on some people’s hearts he writes “genius” and on some people’s hearts he writes “angry” and on some people’s hearts he writes “winner” and on some people’s hearts he writes “loser.” I keep seeing a newspaper being tossed around in the wind. And then a strong gust comes along and the newspaper is thrown against a barbed wire fence and it gets ripped to shreds in an instant. That’s how I feel. I think God is the wind. It’s all like a game to him. Him. God. And it’s all pretty much random. He takes out his pen and starts writing on our blank hearts. When it came to my turn, he wrote “sad.” I don’t like God very much. Apparently, he doesn’t like me very much either.
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He felt homesick for places he had never been. He missed hearts he had never loved.
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Our hearts go out to all of our neighbors who have suffered because of Katrina. We're very happy to be part of One Country and to do whatever we can to help out.
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Jazz hadn't given her many details of exactly what life in the Dent house had been like, but he'd told her enough that she knew it wasn't hearts and flowers. Well, except for the occasional heart cut from a chest. And the kind of flowers you send to funerals.
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We never will get a full situation of open transparency, but we should seek to bring forth the major concerns about injustice and suffering and dishonesty. This needs to come into the open or there will never be peace in the hearts of us violated.
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When one of us tells the truth, he makes it easier for all of us to open our hearts to our pain and that of others.
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If we forgive other people, our hearts are made fit to receive forgiveness.
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What men and women need is encouragement. Their natural resisting powers should be strengthened, not weakened ... Instead of always harping on a man's faults, tell him of his virtues. Try to pull him out of his rut ... Hold up to him his better self, his real self that can dare and do and win out! ... People radiate what is in their minds and in their hearts.
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Whatever god he adores, or even if he rejects all the gods, the man who desires to create cannot express himself if he does not feel in his veins the flow of all the rivers- even those which carry along sand and putrefaction, he is not realizing his entire being if he does not see the light of all the constellations, even those which no longer shine, if the primeval fire, even when locked beneath the crust of the earth, does not consume his nerves, if the hearts of all men, even the dead, even those still to be born, do not beat in his heart, if abstraction does not mount from his senses to his soul to raise it to the plane of the laws which cause men to act, the rivers to flow, the fire to burn, and the constellations to revolve.
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Hearts don’t realize they’ve been lied to. They still love anyway.
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Your greatest pleasure is that which rebounds from hearts that you have made glad.
