I had learned early to assume something dark and lethal hidden at the heart of anything I loved. When I couldn’t find it, I responded, bewildered and wary, in the only way I knew how: by planting it there myself.
I believe the hardest journey a man is ever going to take is the Journey from this head to this heart.
I believe the difference between physical bravery and emotional bravery is the heart. One of the most important things I always remind my son is that the strongest muscle in his body, is his heart. Because without that, all the physical strength in the world means nothing.
How frail the human heart must be – a mirrored pool of thought. How frail the human heart must be— a mirrored pool of thought.
How feeble is all language to describe the horrors we inflict upon these wretches, whom we mason up in the cells of our prisons, and condemn to perpetual solitude in the very heart of our population.
Home Is Where the Heart Is.
Hearts will never be practical until they can be made unbreakable.
Hearts of oak are our men, stainless steel are their bums. It builds the national character.
Hearts can break. Sometimes I think it would be better if we died when they did, but we don’t.
Hearts are tough. Most times they don’t break. Most times they only bend.[to Pete]
Hearts are like horses. They come and they go against bit or spur.
Heart is what drives us and determines our fate. That is what I need for my characters in my books: a passionate heart. I need mavericks, dissidents, adventurers, outsiders and rebels, who ask questions, bend the rules and take risks.
