George Whitefield Quotes

If you want something really important to be done you must not merely satisfy the reason, you must move the heart also.

You can't move people to action unless you first move them with emotion. The heart comes before the head.

A candidate has to reach people's heads and reach their hearts.

The idea is to write it so that people hear it and it slides through the brain and goes straight to the heart.

Friends, genuine friends, are attracted by a warm heart, not money, not power. A genuine friend considers you as just another human being, as a brother or sister, and shows affection on that level, regardless of whether you are rich or poor, or in a high position; that is a genuine friend.

It seems like movies that have heart to them always do well, and they find their audience.

One of the things that I intend to devote a lot of time to in the coming years is continuing to try to move people's hearts and minds with humor, with stories, with anecdotes, with facts and information.

Touch his head, and he will bargain and argue with you to the last; Touch his heart, and he falls upon your breast.

Do you think that any one can move the heart but He that made it?

Only by you my heart always moves.

We seem to know when to 'tap the heart.' Others have hit the intellect. We can hit them in all emotional way. Those who appeal to the intellect only appeal to a very limited group. The real thing behind this is: we are in the motion picture business, only we are drawing them instead of photographing them.

Faith is not merely a journey for the feet, but it is also a journey for the heart.

Motivation is a battle for the heart, not just an appeal to the mind. Passion is always an expression of the soul.

I could hear my heart beating. I could hear everyone's heart. I could hear the human noise we sat there making, not one of us moving, not even when the room went dark.

Smooth your way to the head through the heart. The way of reason is a good one: but it is commonly something longer, and perhapsnot so sure.

God is never at a loss because He cannot find someone to cooperate with Him in carrying out His plan. He so moves in the hearts of people - either Christians or non Christians, it makes no difference - that they willingly, of their own free will carry out His plans.

Architecture must have something that appeals to the human heart. Creative work is expressed in our time as a union of technology and humanity.

It's too easy to do a patriotic-themed show to crawl into people's hearts and minds.

In animation, you can throw away people's defense. You can go right to the center of things, right through inside someone's heart. The characters anyway, they do represent different aspects of all of us - and put them all together, you get a human being. And so it's got a wonderful purity, a real purity that's so moving, exiting, everything.

My heart stopped. It just stopped beating. And for the first time in my life, I had that feeling. You know, like the world is moving all around you, all beneath you, all inside you, and you're floating. Floating in midair. And the only thing keeping you from drifting away is the other person's eyes. They're connected to yours by some invisible physical force, and they hold you fast while the rest of the world swirls and twirls and falls completely away.

The proper way to create friends is to have a warm heart, not simply money or power. The friend of power and the friend of money are something different.

He reached across and fingered the pendant; I felt it move against my skin. "Willow, look," He said. "We haven't talked much about what might happen, but...you know that I always want to be with you, right? I mean--no matter what." And I had known it; I felt it every time he held me--but even so, actually hearing the words made my heart catch. "I want that, too," I said. "Always, Alex.

People will not lend you a hand until you first touch their hearts.

Some people accuse us of too much emotionalism. I say we have too little. That is why we are losing church people to other interests. We need not only to capture their minds; we've got to touch their hearts. We've got to make people feel their faith.

We were so wholly one I had not thought That we could die apart. I had not thought That I could move,—and you be stiff and still! That I could speak,—and you perforce be dumb! I think our heart-strings were, like warp and woof In some firm fabric, woven in and out; Your golden filaments in fair design Across my duller fibre.