Best 122 quotes in «heartbeat quotes» category

The crickets were listening. The night was listening to her. For a change, all of the far summer-night meadows and close summer-night trees were suspending motion; leaf, shrub, star, and meadow grass ceased their particular tremors and were listening to Lavinia Nebbs’s heart. And perhaps a thousand miles away, across locomotive-lonely country, in an empty way station, a single traveler reading a dim newspaper under a solitary naked bulb, might raise up his head, listen, and think, What’s that? and decide, Only a woodchuck, surely, beating on a hollow log. But it was Lavinia Nebbs, it was most surely the heart of Lavinia Nebbs.

the first physician who is known to have counted the pulse, Herophilos of Alexandria (born 300 B.C.), lived in Egypt.

The first music I ever heard was only one hundred and sixty days after I was conceived. Da dum Da dum Da dum Have you ever heard the sound a blessing makes? This is it. The first thing I ever saw was only one hundred and eighty days after I was conceived. It was a bright light soft like clouds warm like candles. Have you ever seen the colour of a blessing? This is it. The first time I ever suffered was in the three thousand and sixty seconds after I was born. I listened for her heartbeat. I searched for her light. I cried for the first time until she was born. Have you ever known a blessing? A twin is it.

The man I picture in my mind is someone ordinary like me. Maybe he’s wearing glasses, maybe he’s not so handsome, but it’s how he loves me that’s extraordinary. It doesn’t matter how many people there are in a room. He knows when I’m there and he’ll find me right away, because I’m his heart and you always have to know where your heartbeat’s coming from.

The rhythm of fraught footsteps and fervent heartbeat orchestrated a symphony of anticipation and dread.

The sturdy murmur of the Ten Bells patrons amplifies, and with it rises another cadence - a legion of steady thumps that compel my teeth to bristle and my mouth to salivate.

The Glory Of God Is The Eternal Heartbeat Of God

The heartbeat of God burns with longing for the redemption of every individual

Those who pretend as if they don't love you, are the ones who would hate to see you love another person.

Time is not something, I know, I feel, I saw or what I saved. Time is my silent heartbeat.

Time is not just the hands of a clock. It isn't just a change of seasons either. It is a treasure trove of precious moments, infinite little joys and blessings, precious smiles, tears and heartbeats.

We all have a reason for living I am blessed mine has two eyes a heartbeat and calls me mum.

To Echo The Eternal Heartbeat Of God Is To Proclaim The Restoration Of His Glory

To succeed in your kingdom mission is to be consumed with the heartbeat of God

Who are you? What’s your name?” “Mi Mi.” “Do you hear that thumping noise?” “No.” “It must be here somewhere.” Tin Win knelt down. Now it was nearly next to his ear. “I hear it more and more distinctly. A soft pulsing. You really don’t hear it?” “No.” “Close your eyes.” Mi Mi closed her eyes. “Nothing,” she said, and laughed. Tin Win leaned over and felt her breath on his face. “I think it’s coming from you.” He crept closer to her and held his head just in front of her chest. There it was. Her heartbeat.

When they wish to be top dogs and become the heartbeat of all attention, some appear to be missing grit and find themselves relentlessly out of steam. Since the philosophy of their living seems to restrict itself to ‘enjoying wanting’ and keeping everything on a wish list, their life, eventually, remains mere wishful thinking. ( "Feeling like a fallen star" )

You have filled my life with the warmth of your love. My heart, once frozen with betrayal, now beats only for you.

Under the rough and ridiculous circumstances of life in the Rocky Mountains there was something exciting and vital, full of rude poetry: the heartbeat of the West as it fought its way upward toward civilization.

You are my destiny and the soul part You are every beat of my heart

Your Heart Can't Be Depends On Some one else's heartbeat .

Your heartbeat is safe and familiar and all things home. It's the dance of dust on top of the kitchen cupboards, the wind through the rosemary, the brittle flutter of textbook pages, the embrace of a memory until now forgotten.

A hundred hundred heartbeats..." whispered Sabriel, tears falling down her face.

When we step in the name of love, we cannot rhyme if we don't have the same RHYTHM, and we cannot have the same rhythm if we are not listening to the same BEAT. It takes someone who understands the rhythm and melody of your "heartbeat" to dance to it.

And at any moment it all ends with a heartbeat…just one heartbeat, and there’s no more time. One heartbeat and the chance to be saved is gone. One heartbeat and there’s no more choosing—it’s all sealed for eternal life or eternal death.

And since time sets its own tempo, like a heartbeat or an ebb tide, timepieces don't really keep time. They just keep up with it, if they're able.

A sermon is no sermon in which I cannot hear the heartbeat.

Because it was starting to get dark, and because the streets were crowded, I bumped into a googolplex people. Who were they? Where were they going? What were they looking for? I wanted to hear their heartbeats, and I wanted them to hear mine.

By writing at the instant, the very heartbeat of life is caught.

Alexia gave in to his demanding touch, but only, of course, because he sounded so pathetic. It had nothing, whatsoever to do with her own quickening heartbeat.

A weak but steady throb lay beneath Kev's searching fingertips. Win's heartbeat...the pulse that sustained his universe.

Even when I cannot see him, I can hear the beautiful gallop of God's heartbeat for humanity.

Every breath, every heartbeat, was one less until maybe things stopped hurting this much.

God had a heartbeat for 18-25 years old...the vast majority of whom don't have a clue why they are on this planet.

Heartbeat, why do you skip when my baby's lips meet mine?

Felt my heartbeat falter, hesitate, then stumble awkwardly forward, tripping on the next beat, then the next, faster and faster until each one tumbled into the other like the drumroll of dominoes crashing together. Funny how time stands still when death is imminent.

Her mind emptied of everything but the gusting wind and how fragile Wolf looked in that heartbeat, like one movement could break him open.

I feel the flatline of my existence disrupting, forming heartbeat hills and valleys

I don't audition for "on-air" commercials - the ones where your face can be seen. I've auditioned for voiceover campaigns that I haven't gotten, but I don't really want to be seen in a commercial unless it's a product that I really love. Like, if Adidas asked me, I would do it in a heartbeat. But I did a Reebok commercial, one for Pep Boys, one for Dunkin' Donuts. I auditioned for commercials, but I really couldn't stomach it. It just didn't feel right.

If it came down to that, I'd protect you in a heartbeat.

If I could be a country music star, I'd do it in a heartbeat. I'd hit the road and just jam out.

If I have to remove one to save ten, I'll do it in a heartbeat. If I have to waterboard somebody to save a thousand people, I'll do it in a heartbeat.

If you have a heartbeat, there's still time for your dreams.

I knew there was only one place to go. I sank down into the center of my soul, grew still, and listened to the Rabbi's heartbeat.

If there was another Dr. Quinn movie, I would do it in a heartbeat.

I love you,” she whispered. He stroked his hand down her back. “Yep, you do.” “You’re supposed to say it back,” she said, pretending to be offended because the silliness kept the fear/hope at bay. “Why?” He scowled down at her. “You know you’re my heartbeat.

I measure the moment in the heartbeats I skip

I'm a really athletic person - I'm not that coordinated, but I'm really athletic, so I would play a superhero doing my own stunts in a heartbeat. But hopefully not taking swings at people. That's not a good idea for me.

If you put two brigades on the ground right now with U.S. forces, they would push ISIS back into Syria in a heartbeat.

I think my heartbeat might be the Morse code for ‘inappropriate.’

Life is more than breath and a heartbeat; meaning and purpose are the life of life.