Elizabeth Barrett Browning Quotes

She waited for the train to pass. Then she said, "I sometimes think that people’s hearts are like deep wells. Nobody knows what’s at the bottom. All you can do is imagine by what comes floating to the surface every once in a while.

The heart of a man is like deep water

Mind is the partial side of men; the heart is everything.

The workings of the human heart are the profoundest mystery of the universe.

Man becomes man only by his intelligence, but he is man only by his heart.

Your real feelings are inside you.

We all know about love, faith, sadness, despair, hope, hopelessness, longing, desire... those are things we all have inside of us, and that's what my songs are about... what it means to be a human being.

Love, hope, fear, faith - these make humanity; These are its sign and note and character.

The human heart is the same the world over.

The face is the soul of the body.

At the end of the day, I'm a person. I have feelings. I get tired. I get sad.

Tatiana realized she was too young to hide well what was in her heart but old enough to know that her heart was in her eyes.

O, what an untold world there is in one human heart!

We all have romantic nature of one kind or another buried somewhere in our hearts.

Literature is the voice of the human heart.

A strange thing, the human heart in general, and woman's heart in particular.

Is not the core of nature in the heart of man?

There is no country but the heart.

Of all the things that God has made, the human heart is the one which sheds the most light, alas! and the most darkness.

You're in love, that's what your problem is.

She had heard Papa sing so many songs about the heart; the heart that was breaking - was aching - was dancing -was heavy laden - that leaped for joy - that was heavy in sorrow - that turned over - that stood still. She really believed the heart actually did those things.

Never say you know the last word about any human heart.

What we love usually manages to get into our conversation. What is down in the well of the heart will come up in the bucket of the speech.

Every arena of life intersects with what's going on in our hearts. Everything passes through on its way to wherever it's going. Everything.

When the heart is full it runs out of the eyes.