I offer neither pay nor quarters nor food I offer only hunger thirst forced marches battles and death. Let him who loves his country with his heart and not merely with his lips follow me.

Man is born in a day and he dies in a day and the thing is easily over but to have a sick heart for three-fourths of one's lifetime is simply to have death renewed every morning and life at that price is not worth living.

Death is someone you see very clearly with eyes in the center of your heart: eyes that see not by reacting to light but by reacting to a kind of a chill from within the marrow of your own life.

Even though people may be well known they hold in their hearts the emotions of a simple person for the moments that are the most important of those we know on earth: birth marriage and death.

Live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart.

There will be no lasting peace either in the heart of individuals or in social customs until death is outlawed.

The 'kingdom of Heaven' is a condition of the heart - not something that comes 'upon the earth' or 'after death.'

When your time comes to die be not like those whose hearts are filled with fear of death so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.

In spite of everything I still believe that people are really good at heart. I simply can't build up my hopes on a foundation consisting of confusion misery and death.

I'm opening up my heart to the idea of dating. It's funny - my friends would always come to me for romantic advice. I know nothing and things have changed since I was dating in high school! I'm really trying hard to spend this time working on myself.

My dad always said I was hard-headed that it would take something like that to wake me up spiritually and I guess it did. My heart had gotten so beat up that I didn't have anything left to give.

I had my heart set on becoming an English teacher but stumbled into acting after meeting a theatrical agent in my dad's restaurant in San Diego.

I think I'm extremely vulnerable and that in some ways I seek out rejection. Never feeling like you're getting that pat on the back from dad is probably at the heart of that.

There's been times when I've had heartbreaking moments and I'm like 'I can't believe you said that ' or 'I can't believe you did that'. And it hurts it still hurts and it'll always hurt but I've never had somebody that I truly cared about just walk out on me whether it was a boyfriend or an aunt mom or dad.

My dad used to draw these great cartoon figures. His dream was being a cartoonist but he never achieved it and it kind of broke my heart. I think part of my interest in art had to do with his yearning for something he could never have.

I am lucky to have had an attentive curious and loving dad and heart-smart down-to-earth gifted mother. They changed the outlooks of their own lives and have never forgotten the people and organizations that helped them dream bigger than their circumstances should have allowed.

My dad takes care of me as a manager and as a dad. That's his job you know to take care of me. He has my best interests at heart.

There can be a fundamental gulf of gracelessness in a human heart which neither our love nor our courage can bridge.

Through the inspiration of Vaclav's words the courage of his dissidence and the integrity of his leadership Czechoslovakia successfully transitioned from an authoritarian state to a free democracy at the heart of Europe.

Had we lived I should have had a tale to tell of the hardihood endurance and courage of my companions which would have stirred the heart of every Englishman. These rough notes and our dead bodies must tell the tale.

It took me realizing that a broken heart has never actually killed anyone to find the courage to ask for what I want in just about every situation. That was part of my own growing up.

There are no greater treasures than the highest human qualities such as compassion courage and hope. Not even tragic accident or disaster can destroy such treasures of the heart.

The greatest test of courage on earth is to bear defeat without losing heart.

Who could refrain that had a heart to love and in that heart courage to make love known?