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"The day breaks not, it is my heart."
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"My heart is aching for the people of Nice, Italy. I am so sad that I have no words to express my frustration."
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"While we tediously check our weaponry before entering into battle, do we check our hearts? For without exception, that is the greatest weapon of all."
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"Hateful to me as are the gates of hell, Is he who, hiding one thing in his heart, Utters another."
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"Your heart is your temple."
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"As the purse is emptied, the heart is filled."
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"Go to you bosom: Knock there, and ask your heart what it doth know."
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"I'll give you my opinion of the human race in a nutshell... their heart's in the right place, but their head is a thoroughly inefficient organ."
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"My home is my heart. I am wandering through the way of love."
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"The intellect is always fooled by the heart."
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"Your heart is the gateway to the divine."
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"I observe the physician with the same diligence as the disease."
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"When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language."
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"He must pull out his own eyes, and see no creature, before he can say, he sees no God; He must be no man, and quench his reasonable soul, before he can say to himself, there is no God."
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"For God's sake hold your tongue, and let me love."
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"Busy old fool, unruly Sun, why dost thou thus through windows and through curtains call on us? Must to thy motions lovers seasons run?"
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"Love, all alike, no season knows, nor clime, nor hours, days, months, which are the rags of time."
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"The day breaks not, it is my heart."
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"But I do nothing upon myself, and yet I am my own executioner."
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"I am two fools, I know, for loving, and for saying so in whining poetry."
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"But let them sleep, Lord, and me mourn a space."
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