Top 88 Wild At Heart Quotes
#1. The world is really wild at heart and weird on top.
Barry Gifford
#2. 'Wild at Heart' created a set of expectations maybe, partly, on my part, certainly on my publisher's part, but also in the world out there, that my next books would be as remarkable.
John Eldredge
#3. I never studied dance, but if you look at 'Wild At Heart,' my mother saw that movie and said, 'You are a dancer. Look at how you're moving: all that strange energy is like modern dance.'
Nicolas Cage
#4. I went to New Orleans for the first time for Wild at Heart, and I kept going back to make more movies there. I've become very close to the city and part of me does feel like a New Orleanian.
Nicolas Cage
#5. This whole world is wild at heart and weird on top.
David Lynch
#7. Wild at Heart made a few people angry-they thought I was exploiting women by showing that when a woman says no she really means yes.
Laura Dern
#8. 'Wild at Heart' simply came out of my journey as a man and then my work with men.
John Eldredge
#9. I was watching 'Wild at Heart,' and I can honestly say I did nothing for that apart from show up!
Willem Dafoe
#11. ... Well, some day i'm going to get in with that wild artistic group. It's the only thing that makes this town different."
"The 'wild artistic group,' as you put it, has an average age of fifty-seven, and most of us have heart disease and bladder trouble...
Richard Bradford
#12. He could not understand the wild quiver of his heart, nor the following sense of recklessness and grace that lingered after she was gone.
Carson McCullers
#13. If wild my breast and sore my pride, I bask in dreams of suicide, If cool my heart and high my head I think 'How lucky are the dead.
Dorothy Parker
#14. I liked Yeats! That wild Irishman. I really loved his love of language, his flow. His chaotic ideas seemed to me just the right thing for a poet. Passion! He was always on the right side. He may be wrongheaded, but his heart was always on the right side. He wrote beautiful poetry.
Chinua Achebe
#15. A familiar pang of dread wrapped its icy hand around my heart. Lorelei Preston-The Wild Hunt
Ashley Jeffery
#16. Are you a risk? Usually when you leave me, you just take my heart. That's the biggest risk of all, I'd say.
Meredith Wild
#17. My heart's so full of joy, That I shall do some wild extravagance Of love in public; and the foolish world, Which knows not tenderness, will think me mad.
John Dryden
#18. My heart is flailing, thumping in my chest like a bird caught in a cage, wanting to be wild again.
Sona Charaipotra
#19. So said Mrs. Rachel to the wild rose bushes out of the fullness of her heart; but if she could have seen the child who was waiting patiently at the Bright River station at that very moment her pity would have been still deeper and more profound.
L.M. Montgomery
#20. If there's one thing I can say when it's my time to look back over my glorious life is I lived, bravely and fiercly in the chaos of it all.
Nikki Rowe
#21. I feel like my heart is wild and reckless, unpredictable and restless.
Katie Kiesler
#22. God made us for Himself: that is the only explanation that satisfies the heart of a thinking man, whatever his wild reason may say. Should faulty education and perverse reasoning lead a man to conclude otherwise, there is little that any Christian can do for him.
A.W. Tozer
#23. I have known exile and a wild passion Of longing changing to a cold ache. King, beggar and fool , I have been all by turns, Knowing the body's sweetness, the mind 's treason ; Taliesin still, I show you a new world , risen, Stubborn with beauty , out of the heart 's need .
R.S. Thomas
#24. It was wild. Abandoned. Rough. Wet. Intense. Fiery. Thorough. Exquisite. Heart-pounding. Blood-singing. Soul-rocking. Life-altering.
Luscious.
Kristen Ashley
#25. But who can describe the overweening pride of men? Or women mad with passion, reckless in their hearts, soulmates to every kind of ruin that befalls us? Wild passion, unrestrained, boundless, that overcomes the women, perverts the yoke of wedlock for beasts and men alike.
Aeschylus
#26. A man who allows wild passion to arise within, himself burns his heart, then after burning adds the wind that thereto which ignites the fire again, or not, as the case may be.
Jack Kerouac
#27. The only place I could feel the pain was in my heart, the place where I'd wounded us both.
Meredith Wild
#28. Never mind, he answered; and, slinging his weapon over his shoulder, strode off down the gorge and so away into the heart of the mountain to the haunts of the wild beasts. Amongst them all there was none so fierce and so dangerous as himself.
Arthur Conan Doyle
#29. My dear, dear Friend; and in thy voice I catch
The language of my former heart, and read
My former pleasures in the shooting lights
Of thy wild eyes. Oh! yet a little while
May I behold in thee what I was once ...
William Wordsworth
#30. In the dream state, the mind and soul are set free to create as they please, to imagine vast worlds not tied to gross sensory realities but reaching out, almost magically, to touch other souls, other people and far-off places, wild and radiant images cascading to the rhythm of the heart's desire.
Ken Wilber
#31. My dog barks some. Mentally you picture my dog. But I have not told you the type of dog which I have. Perhaps you even picture Toto, from 'The Wizard of Oz.' But I warn you, my dog is always with me ... WOOF!
Jack Nance
#32. Somewhere, out at the edges, the night / Is turning and the waves of darkness / Begin to brighten the shore of dawn ... The heavy dark falls back to earth / And the freed air goes wild with light, / The heart fills with fresh, bright breath / And thoughts stir to give birth to colour
John O'Donohue
#33. People are too quick to give their hearts away, i mean, be fearless; run wild into their arms, but for goodness sake know your worth. A being of wisdom knows their heart is the breath of their existence and only a honorable love deserves to feel it at its purest form.
Nikki Rowe
#34. It was wild and dark and grand and tall and fierce and haunting all at once. And it thrilled me to the core. It thrilled me and it frightened me, for it whipped at my carefully closeted heart, much as the wind had whipped at my hair and skirts and sent my bonnet tumbling.
Julianne Donaldson
#35. Her correspondence had been like the pumping of a heart into a severed artery, wild and incessant at first, then slowing down with a kind of muscular reluctance to a stream that became a trickle and finally ceased; the heart had stopped.
Michael Chabon
#36. Wild is head back hollering at the sky, a moment that contains the full world. Wild is not tame, not bound, not constrained, constricted, condensed. Wildness is big or it is small, but it is open - open mouth, season, door, heart.
Christine Byl
#37. The realm of God is dangerous. You must enter into it and not just seek information about it
Archbishop Anthony Bloom
#38. There is more in there than those trifles. There is the wild, beating heart of an artist, dancing at the cage of your chest and desperate to be freed again!
D.M. Mitchell
#39. I'll let you into my heart
but wipe your feet at the door.
Atticus Poetry
#40. Look at them running to and fro about the streets, every one of them a scoundrel and a criminal at heart and, worse still, an idiot. But try to get me off and they'd be wild with righteous indignation. Oh, how I hate them all!
Fyodor Dostoyevsky
#41. Bobbie Ann Mason's genius only grows stronger and wiser and funnier with every new book, and Zigzagging Down a Wild Trail is my absolute favorite so far. What an ear she has for the telling phrase, what an eye for the heartbreaking detail. These new stories are stunning.
Josephine Humphreys
#42. Say, Nana ... You look like stray cat, wild and proud. But I can see the wound in your heart. At the time I just thought it was cool. I never realized how hurt you were.
Ai Yazawa
#43. Well, it certainly is for men, because large numbers of men living together can easily become like wild animals. Men are brutes at heart, and without the civilising influence of women they quickly revert to savagery.
Jennifer Worth
#44. I am wild, I will sing to the trees,
I will sing to the stars in the sky,
I love, I am loved, he is mine,
Now at last I can die!
I am sandaled with wind and with flame,
I have heart-fire and singing to give,
I can tread on the grass or the stars,
Now at last I can live!
Sara Teasdale
#45. Pain was a wild animal, not to be held in a fenced yard, or a house, or a shoe box, or a heart, where it would only do damage. Finn
AP Publishing
#46. But how did you come burning down like a wild needle, knowing just where my heart was?
Mary Oliver
#47. Come back, true love! Sweet youth, return!
But time goes on, and will, unheeding,
Though hands will reach, and eyes will yearn,
And the wild days set true hearts bleeding.
Conrad Aiken
#48. Because if you want my love, you'll get it completely. The full, uncensored, crude, fucking X-rated version of it. When I love someone I do it with all my being, not just my heart. When you're with me your soul, your body, and your mind are all mine. I don't do just one thing. I do it all. Hard
Clarissa Wild
#49. I said that the world is absurd, but I was too hasty. This world in itself is not reasonable, that is all that can be said. But what is absurd is the confrontation of this irrational and the wild longing for clarity whose call echoes in the human heart.
Albert Camus
#50. I know the expression love bloomed is metaphorical, but in my heart in this moment, there is one badass flower, captured in time-lapse photography, going from bud to wild radiant blossom in ten seconds flat.
Jandy Nelson
#51. He grabs the swing by the seat and it grinds to a halt. Oz's fingers brush along the skin of my thigh.
My heart stutters. Stupid heart. Stupid short skirt. Stupid deep blue eyes and wild charcoal hair. Stupid, stupid, stupid me for licking my suddenly dry lips.
Katie McGarry
#52. The mere animal pleasure of travelling in a wild unexplored country is also great. The effect of travel on a man whose heart is in the right place is that the mind is made more self-reliant: it becomes more confident of its own resources, there is greater presence of mind.
David Livingstone
#53. Sex and love went together like bad boys and leather, and with Ryder, she couldn't do one without the other. She could lie to herself and say she just wanted one last night of wild sex, but her heart would surely follow her body.
Cindy Skaggs
#54. At the heart of the gospel is a God who deliberately surrenders to the wild, irresistable power of love.
Philip Yancey
#55. Existence has become an unreasoning, wild dance around the golden calf, a mad worship of God Mammon. In that dance and in that worship man has sacrificed all his finer qualities of the heart and soul - kindness and justice, honor and manhood, compassion and sympathy with his fellowman.
Alexander Berkman
#56. You have a wild young heart. Right now, it is like a caged bird that batters itself against the bars. To struggle harder will only hurt you more. Wait, be patient. Your time will come to fly. And when it does, you must be strong, not bloodied and weary.
Robin Hobb
#57. Whether you are possessed of a simple heart or the ambitions of an Amazon, whether you are trying to make it to the top or just make it through tomorrow, whether you be spicy or somber, regal or roughshod - the Wild Woman belongs to you. She belongs to all women. To
Clarissa Pinkola Estes
#58. I haven't got the heart to take the mickey out of him, even," said Fred, looking over at Ron's crumpled figure. "Mind you ... when he missed the fourteenth ... "
He made wild motions with his arms as though doing an upright doggy-paddle.
"Well, I'll save it for parties, eh?
J.K. Rowling
#59. Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.
Sappho
#60. There is a man waiting for a woman like you, don't settle for someone who only opens half of your heart.
Nikki Rowe
#61. Do you speak Gaelic Noah? she suddenly asked.
His heart clenched. It actually hurt, as though spikes of steel had been dug into it.
should I?
Maybe not ...
Lora Leigh
#62. Wild sings the bird of the heart in the forests of our lives.
Mary Oliver
#63. Where would I be if not for your wild heart?
I ask this not from love, but selfishly -
how could I live? How could I make my art?
Gregory Orr
#64. He is my captor. My lover. My tormenter.
He ruined me. My heart once belonged to him and now he's come to claim it forever.
I thought I could handle the truth.
I was wrong.
Clarissa Wild
#65. Eat
of my deep earth, drink of my living streams, for I am your Mother. Your heart is my wild drum, your breath my eternal song. If you would live,
dance with me!
Juliet Marillier
#66. We Are Always Scared of Wild Beasts, Yet We Are Unaware About The Wildest Beast Within Us Which Does More Harm Than The Ordinary One ...
Muhammad Imran Hasan
#67. I'll take your body, but I want your heart, Maya.
Meredith Wild
#68. Nana acts like a stray cat, wild, free, and proud ... But inside her heart, she houses a wound. Dense as I am, i thought that. This trait of hers was a part of her charm as well..but she never realized how much pain it brought her ... -Nana Komatsu
Ai Yazawa
#69. My wild heart craves shadows. Like a bat unfurling its wings, I open myself to darkness; I open myself to truth.
Nichole McElhaney
#70. He was unheeded, happy, and near to the wild heart of life. He was alone and young and wilful and wildhearted, alone amid a waste of wild air and brackish waters and the seaharvest of shells and tangle and veiled grey sunlight.
Jon Krakauer
#71. You wake up oneday and it's different, not so much in a physical way but in the way you look at things. I think when you reach that primary moment in your life, you finally have the courage to let go of the human attachments and start to live in a way that compliments your heart and soul.
Nikki Rowe
#72. She would follow, her dream of love, the dictates of her heart that told her he was her all in all, the only man in all the world for her for love was the master guide. Come what might she would be wild, untrammelled, free.
James Joyce
#73. Your young heart is a wild, elastic thing. Now, I fear that age and time and experience stretches it too hard, too far, and it will never snap back.
Karina Halle
#74. Wild dreams torment me as I lie. And though a god lives in my heart, though all my power waken at his word, though he can move my every inmost part - yet nothing in the outer world is stirred. thus by existence tortured and oppressed I crave for death, I long for rest.
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
#75. O heart, we are old;
The living beauty is for younger men:
We cannot pay its tribute of wild tears.
William Butler Yeats
#76. Sanity is to the mind, insanity is for the heart,
Docility is to the mind, wildness is to the heart,
Tamable is the mind, Untamable is the heart,
Freedom is to the mind, cages are for the heart.
Pushpa Rana
#78. If you have the understanding to first notice the signs, continue with the courage to follow them.
Nikki Rowe
#79. Fresh, fun and oh-so-romantic, WILD HEARTS had me galloping through the pages. I absolutely loved it.
Lauren Barnholdt
#80. My love is like the wind and wild is the wind. Give me more than one caress, satisfy my hungriness. Let the wind blow through your heart for wild is the wind.
Nina Simone
#81. The wild bird that flies so lone and far has somewhere its nest and brood. A little fluttering heart of love impels its wings, and points its course. There is nothing so solitary as a solitary man.
Edwin Hubbel Chapin
#82. Should I ask about the handcuffs? (Tate)
Not unless you want to live ... otherwise if anyone asks, tell them I died of a heart attack during a wild sexcapade with her. (Kyrian)
Sherrilyn Kenyon
#83. To this day, my spiritual life is found inside the heart of the wild. I do not fear it, I court it. When I am away, I anticipate my return, needing to touch stone, rock, water, the trunks of trees, the sway of grasses, the barbs of a feather, the fur left behind by a shedding bison.
Terry Tempest Williams
#84. The human heart is a wild and bruised beast and often acts accordingly.
N.M. Kelby
#85. Love is anything but safe, it's wild and raw and will rip at your heart strings but once you've tasted it for the very first time it becomes like an addiction feeling nostalgia when seperated for another beating heart & before them you question where you called home.
Nikki Rowe
#86. And that heart which was a wild garden was given to him who only loved trim lawns. And the imbecile carried the princess into slavery.
Antoine De Saint-Exupery
#87. Myself, I love the woods. I love the wild places. Ask me where I'd go for a vacation and it invariably involves the open country. Ask me where I'd live, however, and it would always be in the center, in the beating heart of a city.
C.J. Cherryh
#88. I could be the drumbeat in your chest like madness before a storm swirling restlessly.
Moonshine Noire
