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Heart Quotes
Heart, in every sense of the word.
This page moves from a footballer's devotion to his club to a musician's warning that over-polished performance can lose emotional depth. For quotes on feelings more broadly, see Feelings.
- Last Updated on May 30, 2021
- Knowledge
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- Nov 07, 2020
I believe patriotism comes from the heart. Patriotism is voluntary. It is a feeling of loyalty and allegiance that is the result of knowledge and belief.
- Brother
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- Nov 07, 2020
I never traced my roots, man. I only know that I'm a brother with a big heart - and that somebody brought my roots over here by way of boat.
- Joy
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- Nov 07, 2020
If there are occasions when my grape turned into a raisin and my joy bell lost its resonance, please forgive me. Charge it to my head and not to my heart.
- Conceive
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- Nov 07, 2020
If my mind can conceive it, and my heart can believe it, I know I can achieve it.
- Only
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- Nov 07, 2020
I was at a local club, Penketh United, and Mike Glennie, a Manchester United scout, came to watch me. He spoke to my grandad and offered me trials, but there was also interest from Liverpool, and I had to pick - I was only young, but obviously my heart was with United at the time.
- Health
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- Nov 07, 2020
Scanadu is right at the heart of the next generation of computing, which combines mobility, sensors, cloud and big data. I am bullish on Scanadu and its potential to revolutionize the way we think about our health.
- Love
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- Nov 07, 2020
I would love to do a small indie comedy, like a Wes Anderson movie or, like, an ensemble comedy like 'The Royal Tenenbaums' or 'Little Miss Sunshine.' I like comedies like that, that have a lot of heart and are about family dynamics.
- Music
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- Nov 07, 2020
Some readers may be disturbed that I wrote 'The Secret Life of Emily Dickinson' in Emily's own voice. I wasn't trying to steal her thunder or her music. I simply wanted to imagine my way into the head and heart of Emily Dickinson.
- Fly
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- Nov 07, 2020
A celibate, like the fly in the heart of an apple, dwells in a perpetual sweetness, but sits alone, and is confined and dies in singularity.
- Good
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- Nov 07, 2020