Tennessee Williams Quotes

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

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

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

The human heart likes a little disorder in its geometry.

Things are never simple when it comes to the human heart.

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.

It seemed the more I knew about people the more I knew about the strange magic hidden in their hearts.

The heart of man is made to reconcile the most glaring contradictions.

I did not succeed in everything I did. And even where it did seem I was succeeding it was not always the case. The human heart has a million facets.

When we understand every single secret of the universe, there will still be left the eternal mystery of the human heart.

There’s no accounting for the mysteries of the human heart

We must not always try to plumb the depths of the human heart; the truths it contains are among those that are best seen in half-light or in perspective.

The human heart is a dark forest.

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

The human heart was such a complex organ, fragile and sturdy all at once.

Like most hearts, it was complicated, shaded with dark and dappled with light.

Humans are very seldom either totally sincere or totally hypocritical. Their moods change, their motives are mixed, and they are often quite mistaken as to what their motives are.

Laughter springs from the lawless part of our nature, and is purifying only in so far as there is a natural and unschooled goodness in the human heart.

The complexity of economics can be calculated mathematically. Write out the algebraic equation that is the human heart and multiply each unknown by the population of the world.

Another person is, at the heart of it, unknowable. And if you cannot know a person enough to always guess what they’re capable of, you certainly cannot know them enough to hold them in your hands, to control their behavior, to fight, manipulate, cajole or nurse or soothe them into doing what they should or shouldn’t. People will do what they will do. The trick is admitting your own helplessness about that little fact.

Readers no longer need novelists to tell us what it's like to cross the world on a ship or fight a war. In the twenty-first century, we get that information in other ways. The thing that's still a mystery to us is the human heart. What we want is to understand people, what they're doing, and why they're doing it.

The line dividing good and evil cuts through the heart of every human being. And who is willing to destroy a piece of his own heart?

Murder and hate are as deeply buried in the human heart as love, perhaps more so, and in truth they're rather entwined, and if you tried to separate them, you'd be missing something important and human.

Virtue steals, like a guilty thing, into the secret haunts of vice and infamy, clings to their devoted victim, and will not be driven quite away. Nothing can destroy the human heart.

. . . there is a wish in the heart of mankind to be distracted and confused. Truth is but one attraction, and not always the most powerful.