If you yearn for holy felicity, shed your arrogance and become a seeker of hearts.
Only from the heart can you touch the sky.
The ocean of the body crashes against the ocean of the heart. Between them is a barrier they cannot cross.
The greatest explorer on this earth never takes voyages as long as those of the man who descends to the depth of his heart.
It is only when we silent the blaring sounds of our daily existence that we can finally hear the whispers of truth that life reveals to us, as it stands knocking on the doorsteps of our hearts.
If you haven’t had at least a slight poetic crack in the heart, you have been cheated by nature.
You’ll never find peace of mind until you listen to your heart.
Let your heart guide you. It whispers, so listen carefully.
God, why do I storm heaven for answers that are already in my heart? Every grace I need has already been given me. Oh, lead me to the Beyond within.
When your heart speaks, take good notes.
Shall we compare our hearts to a garden
with beautiful blooms, straggling weeds,
swooping birds and sunshine, rain
and most importantly, seeds.
The naïve follow their hearts. The wise lead with their hearts.
Who has not sat, afraid, before his own heart’s curtain?
Your heart is full of fertile seeds, waiting to sprout. Just as a lotus flower springs from the mire to bloom splendidly, the interaction of the cosmic breath causes the flower of the spirit to bloom and bear fruit in this world.
Go with your heart, buddy. Our brains only screw things up.
All the knowledge I possess everyone else can acquire, but my heart is all my own.
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