If I can stop one heart from breaking, I shall not live in vain.
The man of traditional societies could only live in a space opening outward, where the break in plane was symbolically assured and hence communication with the "other world", the transcendental world, was ritually possible.
If you've got to my age, you've probably had your heart broken many times. So it's not that difficult to unpack a bit of grief from some little corner of your heart and cry over it.
Beware when the great God lets loose a thinker on this planet. Then all things are at risk. It is as when a conflagration has broken out in a great city, and no man knows what is safe, or where it will end. There is not a piece of science, but its flank may be turned to-morrow; there is not any literary reputation, not the so-called eternal names of fame, that may not be revised and condemned. The very hopes of man, the thoughts of his heart, the religion of nations, the manners and morals of mankind, are all at the mercy of a new generalization. Generalization is always a new influx of the divinity into the mind. Hence the thrill that attends it.
I believe that two people are connected at the heart, and it doesn't matter what you do, or who you are or where you live; there are no boundaries or barriers if two people are destined to be together.
Most human beings today waste some 25 to 30 years of their lives before they break through the actual and conventional lies which surround them.
There is a magnet in your heart that will attract true friends. That magnet is unselfishness, thinking of others first; when you learn to live for others, they will live for you.
Are you bored with life? Then throw yourself into some work you believe in with all your heart, live for it, die for it, and you will find happiness that you had thought could never be yours.
O! many a shaft, at random sent, Finds mark the archer little meant! And many a word, at random spoken, May soothe or wound a heart that's broken!
Faith means living with uncertainty - feeling your way through life, letting your heart guide you like a lantern in the dark.
The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed.
Whoever happens to give birth to mischievous children lives always with unending grief in his spirit and heart.
The world breaks everyone and afterward many are stronger at the broken places.
I appeal from your customs. I must be myself. I cannot break myself any longer for you, or you. If you can love me for what I am, we shall be the happier. If you cannot, I will still seek to deserve that you should. I will not hide my tastes or aversions. I will so trust that what is deep is holy, that I will do strongly before the sun and moon whateverinly rejoices me, and the heart appoints. If you are noble, I will love you; if you are not, I will not hurt you and myself by hypocritical attentions. If you are true, but not in the same truth with me, cleave to your companions; I will seek my own.
The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.
If your conscious and subconscious minds are not aligned, then fulfilling your heart's desire will be a constant struggle, and living your dream will be next to impossible.
If you ask people what they've always wanted to do, most people haven't done it. That breaks my heart.
I've dated a couple of guys where I've not told them how old I am. Ever. I've dated them, broken up with them, and they still don't know how old I am.
Living in L. A., everyone likes to mold you and change you. I don't care about fame, I don't care about being a celebrity. I know that's part of the job, but I don't feed into anyone's idea of who I should be.
I get crazy in a bookstore. It makes my heart beat hard because I want to buy everything.
The art of living well and the art of dying well are one.
Reverence does not die with mortals, nor does it perish whether they live or die.
We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.
Many men go fishing all of their lives without knowing that it is not fish they are after.
A life lived of choice is a life of conscious action. A life lived of chance is a life of unconscious creation.