The logic of the heart is absurd

The logic of the heart is absurd

The heart is forever making the head its fool.

The heart is forever making the head its fool.

There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion That if by chance it be shaken, read more

There are moments in life, when the heart is so full of emotion That if by chance it be shaken, or into its depths like a pebble Drops some careless word, it overflows, and its secret, Spilt on the ground like water, can never be gathered together

Part of growing up is just taking what you learn from that and moving on and not taking it to read more

Part of growing up is just taking what you learn from that and moving on and not taking it to heart.

You cannot contribute anything to the ideal condition of mind and heart known as Brotherhood, however much you preach, posture, read more

You cannot contribute anything to the ideal condition of mind and heart known as Brotherhood, however much you preach, posture, or agree, unless you live it.

A wounded heart can with difficulty be cured.
[Ger., Doch ein gekranktes Herz erholt sich schwer.]

A wounded heart can with difficulty be cured.
[Ger., Doch ein gekranktes Herz erholt sich schwer.]

The heart asks pleasure first,
And then, excuse from pain;
And then, those little anodynes
read more

The heart asks pleasure first,
And then, excuse from pain;
And then, those little anodynes
That deaden suffering;
And then, to go to sleep;
And then, if it should be
The will of its Inquisitor,
The liberty to die.

For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.

For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.

My peace is gone, my heart is heavy.
[Ger., Meine Ruh ist hin,
Mein Herz ist schwer.]

My peace is gone, my heart is heavy.
[Ger., Meine Ruh ist hin,
Mein Herz ist schwer.]