Quotes about Heart
I will honour Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year. I will live in the Past, the Present, and the Future. The Spirits of all Three shall strive within me. I will not shut out the lessons that they teach.
— Charles Dickens
Suffering has been stronger than all other teaching, and has taught me to understand what your heart used to be.
— Charles Dickens
But, before I proceed to narrate it, and before I pass on to all the changes it involved, I must give one chapter to Estella. It is not much to give to the theme that so long filled my heart.
— Charles Dickens
I have said that they were truly happy; and without strong affection and humanity of heart, and gratitude to that Being whose code is Mercy, and whose great attribute is Benevolence to all things that breathe, happiness can never be attained.
— Charles Dickens
and though the merriment was rather boisterous, still it came from the heart and not from the lips; and this is the right sort of merriment, after all.
— Charles Dickens
Whatsume'er the failings on his part, Remember reader he were that good in his hart.
— Charles Dickens
When should I awaken the heart within her that was mute and sleeping now?
— Charles Dickens
I will honor Christmas in my heart, and try to keep it all the year. I will live in the Past, Present, and the Future. The Spirits of all Three shall strive within me. I will not shut out the lessons that they teach. Oh, tell me I may sponge away the writing on this stone!
— Charles Dickens
Father Time is not always a hard parent, and, though he tarries for none of his children, often lays his hand lightly upon those who have used him well; making them old men and women inexorably enough, but leaving their hearts and spirits young and in full vigour.
— Charles Dickens
I have not bestowed my tenderness anywhere. I have never had any such thing.
— Charles Dickens
Mr Meagles with a despondent countenance in which the goodness of his heart was even more expressed than in his times of cheerfulness and gaiety, stroked his face down from his forehead to his chin, and shook his head again.
— Charles Dickens
But it is not in the nature of pure love to burn so fiercely and unkindly long. The flame that in its grosser composition has the taint of earth, may prey upon the breast that gives it shelter; but the sacred fire from Heaven, is as gentle in the heart, as when it rested on the heads of the assembled twelve,* and showed each man his brother, brightened and unhurt. The
— Charles Dickens