Heartfelt Gesture Quotes

This is my heart. You are touching it with your left hand. You are touching it with your left hand, not because you are left-handed, although you might be, but because I am holding it against my heart. What you are feeling is the beating of my heart. It is what keeps me alive.

A kiss is a secret told to the mouth instead of the ear; kisses are the messengers of love and tenderness.

The best gift you can give someone is a part of your soul.

The way to a man's heart is through his chest.

I thought I might cry, the way you do when someone gives you some kindness when you most need it but when it seems the most surprising thing.

I watch my heart disappearing into her rosebud mouth. My Valentine's jest somehow seems less funny.

Look after my heart - I've left it with you.

I like to show love in a way that will bring a smile or a tear to viewers.

I have nothing to give but my heart so full and these empty hands." "They're not empty now.

It's funny, most people can be around someone and they gradually begin to love them and never know exactly when it happened; but Ruth knew the very second it happened to her. When Idgie had grinned at her and tried to hand her that jar of honey, all these feelings that she had been trying to hold back came flooding through her, and it was at that second in time that she knew she loved Idgie with all her heart.

hanging out the window, Amber blew her a kiss. a lump the size of a fist clogged Heather's throat, while a breeze from th sea pushed her thick hair away from her face. tears trickled unchecked down her cheeks.

The best V-Day gift I've ever received was a personalized photo collage.

Be happy, honey. No one deserves it more. But don't forget... I'm keeping one little piece of your heart for myself. And if you ever want it back.. .you know where to find it.

And into the brown paper bag of my heart, Eddy slipped a smile.

Flowers are an easy, eloquent expression of love at a time when words can seem clumsy and inadequate.

I've had a fan who made a painting of my face with her fingers. I have put it up in my room. It was sweet and very different.

She hugs me. It's tentative at first, a little scared, and yes, a little repulsed, but then she melts into it. She rests her head against my cold neck and embraces me. Unable to believer what's happening, I put my arm around her and just hold her. I almost swear I can feel my heart thumping. But it must just be hers, pressed tightly against my chest.

There's still something so pure and heartfelt and emotional and genuine about a bouquet of flowers that, even with all the advances of technology and the millions of ways we have to communicate with each other, flowers are still relevant in my opinion.

A genuine act of kindness makes me feel like I really am where you cut underneath anything external, and you become what a human being can really be. It’s like coming home when you give kindness. Kindness changes us, as human beings.

To give someone a piece of your heart, is worth more than all the wealth in the world.

as much good-will may be conveyed in one hearty word as in many.

Where I live if someone gives you a hug it's from the heart.

It is not the shilling I give you that counts, but the warmth that it carries with it from my hand.

My heart is a bargain today. Will you take it?

I think this is the sweetest tribute I have ever seen in this town.