I'm basically just a normal girl from West London who speaks from her heart and who loves music.
Keep your nose out the sky, keep your heart to god, and keep your face to the raising sun.
Nothing is impossible to a willing heart.
I think that nothing is impossible when you want to fulfill a dream. A lot of people will tell you that you can't do it, that you don't have what it takes, but if it is in your heart and you feel it, there is nothing that will stop you. It is like the sun - you can't block it: it will shine regardless, if that is what you want.
It takes a childlike heart to feel the promptings of the Spirit, to surrender to those commands, and to obey. That is what it takes to be nourished by the good word of God.
My heart is numb. It's not broke, it's numb. It's numb because of hard situations.
My dad was always in sales. My mom had a heart for the ages. Worked in recreation, doing rehabilitation in nursing homes. Very nice, practical folks who were very proud of me but had no inclination toward the stage in any way.
I have taken an oath in my heart to oppose communism until the day I die.
Would not obeying to my mother's warnings, who is at least 25 years older than me, be returning to the past? And rebelling against her would mean ruining my mother's, who, I am convinced that, is a virtuous high woman, heart and evaluations. I do not find this right, either.
The oblique paradox of propaganda is that the lie in the throat becomes, by repetition, the truth in the heart.
Except for the occasional heart attack, I never felt better.
Our rejection of the occupier at heart is resistance.
My fiction occupies, actually, the very heart of American culture: this eternal question and struggle of what it means to be an American.
I started out mopping floors, waiting tables, and tending bar at my dad's tavern. I put myself through school working odd jobs and night shifts. I poured my heart and soul into a small business. And when I saw how out-of-touch Washington had become with the core values of this great nation, I put my name forward and ran for office.
When people do not respect us we are sharply offended; yet in his private heart no man much respects himself.
I'm a believer in forgiveness. I have worked with people who have been in gangs and now dedicate their lives to helping inner city kids. I've run offender services with teachings of responsibility, empathy and understanding of the victims at their heart. I've seen people change.
In my conscience, I believe that my heart has been so oft on fire that it is absolutely vitrified.
Our heart oft times wakes when we sleep, and God can speak to that, either by words, by proverbs, by signs and similitudes, as well as if one was awake.
The man who holds the key to a woman's heart should make certain the old ones are destroyed.
Of course I'm schooled in the old school method: taking what I think the director wants, then reworking it through my own brain and heart.
