Heartbeat Quotes

“His hand glides down my arm, folds over my hand. His fingers lace with mine, palms kissing. I can feel the fast thud of his heart through this single touch.”
― Sophie Jordan, Firelight

“Among my stillness was a pounding heart.”
― Shannon A. Thompson, Seconds Before Sunrise

“I would rather have strong enemies than a world of passive individualists. In a world of passive individualists nothing seems worth anything simply because nobody stands for anything. That world has no convictions, no victories, no unions, no heroism, no absolutes, no heartbeat. That world has rigor mortis.”
― Criss Jami, Killosophy

“His eyes search the crowd until they find my face. My heartbeat lives in my throat; lives in my cheeks.
"I still don't understand," he says softly, "how she knew that it would work.”
― Veronica Roth, Insurgent

“When we settle down in the homeland of love, let us not forget to choose an uplifting horizon, where humor and joyfulness are along the way, and our heartbeat guides the rhythm of our day and composes the song of our passion. ("Crystallization under an umbrella" )”
― Erik Pevernagie

“And what did I think
when I was small
and why did I forget?

And what else will I forget
when I grow older?

And if you forget
is it as if
it never happened?

Will none of the things
you saw or thought or dreamed
matter?”
― Sharon Creech, Heartbeat

“Ingrid's skin was the smoothest texture, so pale that it was transparent. I could see the blue veins that ran down her arms, and they made her seem fragile somehow. the way Eric Daniels, my first boyfriend, seemed fragile when I laid my head on his chest and heart his heart beating and thought, Oh. People don't always remember about the blood and the heartbeat. But whenever I looked at Ingrid, I was reminded of the things that kept her alive.”
― Nina LaCour, Hold Still

“A great book increases my heartbeat as if I’m prey, melts my insides in anticipation of a first kiss, immerses me in its depths.”
― Carmen DeSousa

“I'm your other half. (...) I'll carry your heartbeat in mine.”
― Jessica Verday, The Haunted

“But the love of sisters needs no words. It does not depend on memories, or mementos, or proof. It runs as deep as a heartbeat. It is as ever present a s a pulse.”
― Lisa Wingate, Before We Were Yours

“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.”
― Jan-Philipp Sendker, The Art of Hearing Heartbeats

“Oh you gotta fire and it's burnin' in the rain.
Thought that it went out, but it's burnin' just the same.
And you don't look back, not for anything.
'Cause love someone, love them all the same.
If you LOVE someone, love them all the same.”
― The Fray

“My heart beats with you,
Love runs red throughout my veins,
Making me alive

SA Node - Haiku”
― Eric Overby, Legacy

“Her heart leaped like a frog out of a child’s fist.”
― Heather O'Neill, When We Lost Our Heads

“This little pumpkin pie,
beauty she personify,
had my heart beat like the wings on a dragonfly I won't deny —
The girl was breathtaking!
Had me bob my head against a wall like I'm praying.”
― Soroosh Shahrivar, Letter 19

“Reading that book is like looking at the final EKG results of a man who died a long, long time ago. Each word reads like the rapid peaks and falls of his arrhythmic imagination; each sentence steering him toward the stroke of genius that will eventually cause his mind to flatline.”
― Sean Norris, Heaven and Hurricanes

“With the card, there’s a photo of us from the day Yael taught me to box. The selfie in the mirror. I gulp at the image of our bodies together. My heart feels like its pumping tar through my veins. I wish I had the power to free my hands and shape my own life. But I don’t.”
― Leslie K. Barry, Newark Minutemen

“Are you-' My voice sounded too loud in my ears as I pushed back against the wall of black that threatened to swallow me. Amarantha was dead.

'See for yourself,' he said. I kept my eyes on the ground as I turned. There, on the red marble, lay a golden mask, staring at me with its hollow eyeholes.

'Feyre,' Tamlin said, and he cupped my chin between his fingers, gently lifting my face. I saw that familiar chin first, then the mouth, and then-

He was exactly how I dreamed he would be.

He smiled at me, his entire face alight with that quiet joy I had come to love so dearly, and he brushed my hair aside. I savoured the feel of his fingers on my skin and raised my own to touch his face, to trace the contours of those high cheekbones and that lovely straight nose- the clear, broad brow, the slightly arching eyebrows that framed his green eyes.

What I had done to get to this moment, to be standing here... I shoved against the thought again. In a minute, in an hour, in a day, I would think about that, force myself to face it.

I put a hand on Tamlin's heart, and a steady beat echoed into my bones.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“As a woman, Shoko is extremely petite, but as a heart, she is wondrously large.”
― Kaori Fujino, Nails and Eyes

“I would like you to know that my every heartbeat sings your song, my every breath waits for your presence, and my every cell dances with joy when I am thinking of you.”
― Debasish Mridha

“The language and context of the heart is its heartbeat.”
― Ehsan Sehgal

“Fog lined the edges of the wood, hanging in low swirls over the meadow. The crows cawed together like a disjointed heartbeat. Nothing else moved.”
― T. Kingfisher, Nettle & Bone

“My rage had become a living thing inside my chest, an echoing heartbeat that soothed me to sleep and stirred me into waking.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“Beating with love, there's only one human heart
Colorblind and free, right from the start
Salute and thanks to the brave selfless soldier
Prayers for the fallen who never got to get older
There's only one you, there's only one me
Life is so precious in our human family”
― Marie Helen Abramyan

“Broken into fragments, Heartbeats - counted, limited. Yet, I’d give all the beats I have left
to hear my name escape your lips again. Ours is a togetherness that honors the beauty of our solitude.”
― Fatima Bala, Broken. Not a halal love story

“Here in Zürich, at Paradeplatz, the heartbeat of global capital hums in these buildings, where the relentless pursuit of profit seems never-ending.”
― Ryan Gelpke, 2018: Our Summer of Creeping Boredom and Beautiful Shimmering

“And then I understood
that the demons
I tried to outrun
have a heartbeat
and carry my name.”
― S.A. Quinox, Tales of Lacrimosa

“What beats will capture our hearts, racing against these stolen, slow moving hours.”
― Meena Kandasamy, Tomorrow Someone Will Arrest You

“Some hearts are like haunted houses; someone dwells within, yet remains unseen. Someone weeps, but all you hear are your own echoes. A cold, as chilling as sorrow, lingers in every corner, seeping from every pore, making you numb. An eerie silence pervades, broken only by the sound of your own heartbeat.”
― Shahid Hussain Raja

“Heartbeat
***
What you think: I think
What you feel: I feel
What you dream: I dream
When you wait: I wait
Whenever I think
You are so far away
Whenever I feel
You are so near to me.
I often ask myself
What is that all
In a reply
I heard the heartbeat,
Conveying by vibrations
As in transmitting sound
Love, love, love.”
― Ehsan Sehgal