#heart

You may choose your words like a connoisseur, And polish it up with art, But the word that sways, and stirs, and stays, Is the word that comes from the heart. ↗

— Ella Wheeler Wilcox

#choose #comes #connoisseur #heart #like

Gratitude is not only the memory but the homage of the heart rendered to God for his goodness. ↗

— Nathaniel Parker Willis

#goodness #gratitude #heart #his #homage

I have let my family down and I regret those transgressions with all of my heart. ↗

— Tiger Woods

#family #heart #i #regret #those

I’m sorry. I don’t know how many times to tell you this for you to know it,” I continued. “Francesca…the night you stayed with me was the best night of my life. I’ve never felt more alive, more loved, happier, than when I hold you in my arms. Seeing your face makes my heart beat faster, in a good way, and I feel this calmness come over me. I don’t know why, but it’s always been this way with you. I understand if you can’t forgive me, and I know you could do better, but I’m going to try my damnedest to make it up to you when I get out of here. I don’t care if it takes a year, or ten, or even twenty. I will make you see how much I care. ↗

— Felicia Tatum

#hearts #love #romance #forgiveness

Eighteen years ago, the Holy Spirit led me to establish a church in the heart of Times Square. ↗

— David Wilkerson

#church #eighteen #establish #heart #holy

When I hear Obama speak he just seems really sincere and he just seems like somebody who actually has his heart and his motivation in the right place. Forget about color or race or gender or whatever, he's got his heart in the right place. ↗

— Adam Yauch

#actually #color #forget #gender #got

Too long a sacrifice can make a stone of the heart. O when may it suffice? ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#long #make #may #sacrifice #stone

Out of Ireland have we come, great hatred, little room, maimed us at the start. I carry from my mother's womb a fanatic heart. ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#come #fanatic #great #hatred #heart

How far away the stars seem, and how far is our first kiss, and ah, how old my heart. ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#away #far #far away #first #first kiss

A pity beyond all telling is hid in the heart of love. ↗