The Proclamation does not, indeed, mark out exactly the course I should myself prefer. But I am ready to take it just as it is written, and to stand by it with all my heart.
I was born with music inside me. Music was one of my parts. Like my ribs, my kidneys, my liver, my heart. Like my blood. It was a force already within me when I arrived on the scene. It was a necessity for me-like food or water.
If I create from the heart, nearly everything works; if from the head, almost nothing.
Is art really the priesthood that demands the pure in heart who belong to it wholly?
The rut I was in with the people that I had been previously been with it took the heart right out of me.
You might not be able to stomach it, but as long as you can mind it, your heart will be all right.
He has your finger, but I have your heart.
The heart hid still in the dark, hard as the Philosopher's Stone.
That's what life is - you follow where your heart leads you - at least I do.
The heart of another is a dark forest, always, no matter how close it has been to one's own.
A man of knowledge chooses a path with a heart and follows it and then he looks and rejoices and laughs and then he sees and knows.
Look at every path closely and deliberately, then ask ourselves this crucial question: Does this path have a heart? If it does, then the path is good. If it doesn't, it is of no use.
My daughter, when she was a week old, was diagnosed with congenital heart disease. For the past thirteen years, she's had four major heart surgeries. She's a candidate for - and must have - heart replacement surgery in order to have a long life.
Heart and head are the constituent parts of character; temperament has almost nothing to do with it, and, therefore, character is dependent upon education, and is susceptible of being corrected and improved.
Music is the divine way to tell beautiful, poetic things to the heart.