Heart Growth Quotes

A strange, terrific force unlike anything I've ever experienced is sprouting in my heart, taking root there, growing. Shut up behind my rib cage, my warm heart expands and contracts independent of my will--over and over.

These tears do me good, they have watered the parched place; perhaps my heart will grow again there!

BELOVED, gaze in thine own heart, The holy tree is growing there.

My heart just keeps getting bigger and bigger.

All children are heartless. They have not grown a heart yet, which is why they can climb tall trees and say shocking things and leap so very high that grown-up hearts flutter in terror. Hearts weigh quite a lot. That is why it takes so long to grow one. But, as in their reading and arithmetic and drawing, different children proceed at different speeds. (It is well known that reading quickens the growth of a heart like nothing else.) Some small ones are terrible and fey, Utterly Heartless. Some are dear and sweet and Hardly Heartless at all.

I think your heart needs to be broken, and broken open, at least once to have a heart at all or to have a heart for others.

You don't blast a heart open," she said. "You coax and nurture it open, like the sun does to a rose.

Through selfless work, love of God grows in heart.

Stories can conquer fear, you know. They can make the heart bigger.

Music exists for the purpose of growing an admirable heart.

It is well known that reading quickens the growth of a heart like nothing else.

Many times, we spend so much time on policy, but we don't explain how the policy affects and makes the heart even grow bigger. And I think that's a place that we have to look inside.

By association with nature's enormities, a man's heart may truly grow big also.

The only antidote to materialism is giving, because materialism's all about getting. Every time I give, my heart grows bigger. Every time I give, I become more like Jesus.

From that first little touch, the whole world had shifted. Where before there was just one thing I could not live without, now there were two. There was no division – my love was not split between them now; it wasn’t like that. It was more like my heart had grown, swollen up to twice its size in that moment. All that extra space, already filled. The increase was almost dizzying.

She had willed her heart to stay small and contained, but it wouldn’t be. Oh, well.

'Trolls' was a blank slate - there was no world, no mythology. We talked a lot about the Grinch and we liked how they showed his heart growing, but how do you show a photographable device like that for the Bergens? We ended up using color for a lot of that: desaturating and then pulling the saturation up.

And what happened then? Well, in Whoville they say that the Grinch's small heart grew three sizes that day