Quotes tagged as "listen-to-your-heart" Showing of A song can change your mood. Make a memory. One song can change your whole life. Listen to the divine-instinct of awaken soul. Turn off the news and turn on the light in your own heart. Do it because it ignites a fire inside you. The experts don't know, the ministers, the therapists, the magazines, the authors, my parents, my friends, they don't know. Not even the folks who love me the most.
Because no one has ever lived or will live this life I am attempting to live. She says it again, so I'll know. Don't wait for me. I love you, you're mine, you'll always be mine, and this is going to be okay, you're safe, baby, you're safe-" And after that? There's nothing. A falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes. I screamed aloud, as it tore through them, and now it's left me blind. The stars, the moon, they have all been blown out. You left me in the dark.
No dawn, no day, I'm always in this twilight. In the shadow of your heart. And in the dark, I can hear your heartbeat. I tried to find the sound.
But then it stopped, and I was in the darkness, So darkness I became. I took the stars from my eyes, and then I made a map. And knew that somehow I could find my way back. Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too. So I stayed in the darkness with you. After everything happened with you and me, I tried to heal. I knew that I needed to forget you and move on. I hurt so much; everyday felt like a death sentence.
I mourned you like you were dead and then, I met Leah. We were set up on a blind date and I remember feeling hope that day. It was the first day in a year that I felt hope. We took our time getting to know each other, I bought her a ring.
I mean, I never stopped missing you, but this time it hit me hard. I couldn't go to sleep for a single night without seeing you in my dreams. I compared everything Leah did to everything I remembered about you. It was like the old wound opened itself up again and I was bleeding out my feelings for you. Words that I want to hear badly but that are making my heart ache so terribly I can barely breathe. When you remember me, it means you have carried something of who I am with you, that I have left some mark of who I am on who you are.
Can you hear my heart? I want to ask him. I want you to make a list of all your favorite things, and I want to be on it. Lord, I pray that You would give my husband a heart to obey You.
Reward him according to his righteousness and according to the cleanness of his hands Psalm Show him Your ways, O Lord; teach him Your paths. Lead him in Your truth, for You are the God of his salvation Psalm Make him a praising person, for I know that when we worship You we gain clear understanding, our lives are transformed, and we receive power to live Your way.
Help him to hear Your specific instructions to him and enable him to obey them. Give him a longing to do Your will and may he enjoy the peace that can only come from living in total obedience to Your commands.
In Jesus' name I pray. Obey My voice, and I will be your God, and you shall be My people. And walk in all the ways that I have commanded you, that it may be well with you. I have a gift for you," the dwarf said to Bran. He cannot sit a horse.
He felt tears come unbidden to his eyes. What is gawk? You're the one that does it. But he couldn't any longer. So much that it scares you. And every other noise that surrounds you slowly fades away into absolute silence.
You only hear the sounds she makes. And when she looks back at you, when her eyes meet yours, it's as if she is looking deep inside your soul. And she can see all of the hatred you're consumed in. Her eyes quench the thirst of your soul, gently soothing your damaged heart in the most alluring way Young Sally Owens: He will hear my call a mile away. He will whistle my favorite song. He can ride a pony backwards.
Young Gillian Owens: What are you doing? He can flip pancakes in the air. He'll be marvelously kind. And his favorite shape will be a star. And he'll have one green eye and one blue. Young Gillian Owens: Thought you never wanted to fall in love. Young Sally Owens: That's the point.
The guy I dreamed of doesn't exist. And if he doesn't exist I'll never die of a broken heart. My job is simply to proclaim the Gospel, and to let the Spirit of God apply in the individual hearts. When I give the invitation for people to receive Christ it will be so quiet you can hear a pin drop.
And you will see people coming forward deliberately, quietly, reverently, thoughtfully, and many of their lives I know you do not understand what I am trying to tell you; I know you do not understand, because it is the thing that goes deepest into my heart, and there are no words as deep down as that. How can I make you know the reality of it? The world has spattered us all over with words, with cant phrases, with sarcasm, and with fulsome flattery. The world has been so officiously eager to explain for us the thing we mean and the worth of the thing that now, when we try to speak, our meaning is veiled, concealed, smothered, by the hideous volubility of facile expression.
How can it have any reality for you when you hear only words about it? We start home, his hand on my leg again and my hand over his. We are quiet, but this time it's the dark blue kind, the midnight kind, the sink-in-until-you-lose-yourself kind. And some where in the deep blue silence, I can taste the sweetness of mint chocolate, and feel the gentle tug of fingers in my hair, and hear the quiet thud of my own heart.
My veins can sense you falling. I can feel you reaching everyday. Though my heart longs to see you. Though my soul belongs to you. I have to stay away. My eyes, when you see them Will kill you instantly. My past, my present, Will drown you like the sea. And I can't be Your murderer. I promised not to kill you, And keep you alive. If I were to come back to you, You'd lose your whole life. And I can't kill you with this knife. I can't be Your murderer. When I look into your face, O Law, my spirit shudders.
When I hear your thunders, my heart is melted like wax in the midst of my bowels. How can I endure you? If I am to be tried at last for my life, surely I shall need no judge, for I shall be my own swift accuser, and my conscience shall be a witness to condemn.
Message fifty-nine. Almost two months. I've never been so empty in my life. You took my soul with you. You took my heart. I'm this empty shell who goes through the motions every day, waiting for you to call me. Waiting until you answer my calls. I never imagined a life like this, but without you, I can't imagine life.
You are my life. You were what was missing in my life. I was searching so hard for something to make me feel whole. I found that with you. You lit up my world and made everything so damn bright and exciting. But now you're gone, and I'm in a dark place, waiting. Needing to hear you. To touch you, To Don't say no to me you can't say no to me because it's such a relief to have love again and to lie in bed and be held and touched and kissed and adored and your heart will leap when you hear my voice and see my smile and feel my breath on your neck and your heart will race when I want to see you and I will lie to you from day one and use you and screw you and break your heart because you broke mine first and you will love me more each day until the weight is unbearable and your life is mine and you'll die alone because I will take what I want then walk away and owe you nothing it's always there it's always been there and you cannot deny the life you feel fuck that life fuck that life fuck that life I have lost you now.
I've never felt that way about anyone, ever. Whatever happens will be up to you, but I'll be a different man if I can't have you. I will never breathe as deeply as I did when I was with you. I'll never see the range of color on a perfectly cloudless sky. I will never smell anything as sweet as you or hear a voice that fills my heart up as much as yours does.
That night in my truck, when I had the low, I knew without a doubt, even though I had never been in love before. I knew that I was in love with you. I hear your voice in my sleep. When I'm near you, I am aware of every fucking second your body shifts.
When I'm not near you I can't even think straight because I'm too busy thinking about what stupid thing you said or visualizing every smile you give me. Seeing you with my brother awakens my dark heart I forsake every itch my body has for you just so I cannot be trapped by you. Never in my life have I wanted a woman so much yet couldn't do it because I know that once we really just I feel almost, then, that I can hear within me the sound of my own heart breaking, the way you could hear outside in the open air-when the conditions were exactly right-the corn growing in the fields of my youth You cannot hear my heart breaking, and I know that part is true, but to me, they are inseparable, the sound of growing corn and the sound of my heart breaking.
I stopped walking and wrapped my arms tightly around him. I held my head back so I could look him directly in the eye. Today was the absolute worst day ever And don't try to convince me that There's something good in every day Because, when you take a closer look, This world is a pretty evil place.
Even if Some goodness does shine through once in a while Satisfaction and happiness don't last. And it's not true that It's all in the mind and heart Because True happiness can be obtaind Only if one's surroundings are good It's not true that good exists I'm sure you can agree that The reality Creates My attitude It's all beyond my control And you'll never in a million years hear me say that Today was a good day read from bottom up for a different perspective — Unknown.
I might not be able to tell you the things you need to hear with the traditional words you need to hear them in, but I swear to God, Rylee, I will try. And if I can't, then I'll show you.
I'll show you with everything I have - anything it takes - where your place is in my life," he murmurs to me, shattering every last form of protection I have guarding my heart. Just like you, my country cannot hear me: She's made of bronze and I can no longer reach her heart from Thoughts on the Statue of Talaat Harb — Najwan Darwish. It's very important to take risks. I think that research is very important, but in the end you have to work from your instinct and feeling and take those risks and be fearless.
When I hear a company is being run by a team, my heart sinks, because you need to have that leader with a vision and heart that can move things forward. For the record, I like Hank," he told me. Symptoms of Love The quickening of my heart I can hear my breath as it passes through my body like wind through branches of a tree.
I can hear their hearts in their voices. Nobody can hide that from me. Can you hear my heart? I want to ask him. I want you to make a list of all your favorite things, and I want to be on it. I listen back, and I hear what's there, and I know in my heart, in my gut, that we [The Replacements] were the real deal. No one can take that away.
You can call us buffoons, or clowns or whatever. But when we wanted to, we were as good as anybody. Cause when I hear your name I can not stop cheesing I love you so much that my heart stops beating when you're leaving And I'm grieving and my heart starts bleeding Life without you has no goddamn meaning - Author: Various.
Truth is the heart of the song, Rat. If you cannot hear truth, you cannot hear anything. I trust so much in the power of the heart and the soul; I know that the answer to what we need to do next is in our own hearts. All we have to do is listen, then take that one step further and trust what we hear. We will be taught what we need to learn. Don't let your ears hear what your eyes didn't see, and don't let your mouth say what your heart doesn't feel - Author: Anonymous.
And I mean to hear ye groan like that again. And to moan and sob, even though you dinna wish to, for ye canna help it. I mean to make you sigh as though your heart would break, and scream with the wanting, and at last to cry out in my arms, and I shall know that I've served ye well. May you hear my feeble voice! It will tell you that here below there is a heart full of the memory of you. It was a silence so deep, so still, that a man could finally hear the beating of his own heart, the gentle whispers of the soul.
There is in souls a sympathy with sounds: And as the mind is pitch'd the ear is pleased With melting airs, or martial, brisk or grave; Some chord in unison with what we hear Is touch'd within us, and the heart replies.
Foolish heart, hear me calling. Stop before you start falling. Foolish heart, heed my warning; you've been wrong before. Don't be wrong anymore. It was completely fascinating to me the way that love grew. I kept thinking I'd found a way to give him all that I had, but then I'd learn a new quirk, hear a new story, go through a new experience, and my heart swelled. Walking away, I mentally hear glass cracking under my feet because I step right over my shattered heart. I press my ear against his chest, to the spot where I always rest my head, where I know I will hear the strong and steady beat of his heart.
Instead, I find silence. In silence and in meditation on the eternal truths, I hear the voice of God which excites our hearts to greater love. How mighty, how great the One must be, I thought, to send the heavens careening, and yet hear the cry of a single heart.
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