Cruelty has a human heart, And Jealousy a human face; Terror the human form divine, And Secrecy the human dress.
No time to break jests when the heartstrings are about to be broken.
Of all the griefs that harass the distress'd, Sure the most bitter is a scornful jest; Fate never wounds more deep the generous heart, Than when a blockhead's insult points the dart.
There's a hope for every woe, And a balm for every pain, But the first joys of our heart Come never back again!
And, e'en while fashion's brightest arts decoy, The heart, distrusting, asks if this be joy.
Great joy, especially after a sudden change of circumstances, is apt to be silent, and dwells rather in the heart than on the tongue.
Warm weather fosters growth: cold weather destroys it. Thus a man with an unsympathetic temperament has a scant joy: but a man with a warm and friendly heart overflowing blessings, and his beneficence will extend to posterity. -Hung Tzu-Cheng.
Their cause I plead--plead it in heart and mind; A fellow-feeling makes one wondrous kind.
He carried and nourished in his breast a snake, tender-hearted against his own interest. [Lat., Colubram sustulit Sinuque fovet, contra se ipse misericors.]
Have you the heart? When your head did but ache, I knit my handkercher about your brows-- The best I had, a princess wrought it me-- And I did never ask it you again; And with my hand at midnight held your head, And like the watchful minutes to the hour, Still and anon cheered up the heavy time, Saying, 'What lack you?' and 'Where lies your grief?'
A friend is one to whom you can pour out the contents of your heart, chaff and grain alike. Knowing that the gentlest of hands will take and sift it, keep what is worth keeping and with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away.
This is my simple religion. There is no need for temples; no need for complicated philosophy. Our own brain, our own heart is our temple; the philosophy is kindness.
It is not the level of prosperity that makes for happiness but the kinship of heart to heart and the way we look at the world. Both attitudes are within our power . . . a man is happy so long as he chooses to be happy, and no one can stop him.
Something made of nothing, tasting very sweet, A most delicious compound, with ingredients complete; But if as on occasion the heart and mind are sour, It has no great significance, it loses half its power.
If my mind can conceive it, and my heart can believe it, I know I can achieve it.
He who prays and labours lifts his heart to God with his hands. [Lat., Qui orat laborat, cor levat ad Deum cum manibus.]
The accent of one's country dwells in the mind and in the heart as much as in the language. [Fr., L'accent du pays ou l'on est ne demeure dans l'esprit et dans le coeur comme dans le langage.]
Hail to thee blithe Spirit! Bird thou never wert, That from Heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.
Laugh, and be fat, sir, your penance is known. They that love mirth, let them heartily drink, 'Tis the only receipt to make sorrow sink.
A hearty laugh gives one a dry cleaning, while a good cry is a wet wash.
no man who has once heartily and wholly laughed can be altogether irreclaimably bad.
A laugh, to be joyous, must flow from a joyous heart, for without kindness, there can be no true joy.
A leader may symbolize and express what is best in people, like Pericles, or what is worst, like Hitler, but he cannot successfully express what is only in his heart and not in theirs.
Here the heart May give a useful lesson to the head, And learning wiser grow without his books.
Eternal Spirit of the chainless Mind! Brightest in dungeons, Liberty! thou art, For there thy habitation is the heart-- The heart which love of thee alone can bind; And when thy sons to fetters are consign'd-- To fetters and damp vault's dayless gloom, Their country conquers with their martyrdom. - Lord Byron (George Gordon Noel Byron),