Top 100 Wild Heart Quotes
#1. My wild heart craves shadows. Like a bat unfurling its wings, I open myself to darkness; I open myself to truth.
Nichole McElhaney
#2. 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
#3. 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
#4. With you, it's different.
I can see the rest of my life before my eyes and that scares me a little. Men don't tame my wild heart but somehow I crossed your path and have never been the same since.
Nikki Rowe
#6. The Spirit is neither good nor bad, it runs where the wild heart leads" "Wisdom begins in wonder.
Socrates
#7. Her wild heart was rare, she saw blessings were most saw burdens & if one thing was certain; her smile was like a flower in the sunshine
Nikki Rowe
#8. Butterflies in her stomach. Because she understood his words from last night now, knew that he'd been on his very, very best behavior. Tonight . . . tonight she'd be tangling with the dominant, wild heart of him.
Nalini Singh
#10. You can never control a wild heart no matter how hard you try.
Christian Coma
#11. '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
#12. 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
#13. I'll take your body, but I want your heart, Maya.
Meredith Wild
#14. 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
#15. 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
#16. 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
#17. Wild sings the bird of the heart in the forests of our lives.
Mary Oliver
#18. 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
#19. 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
#20. Eros harrows my heart: wild gales sweeping desolate mountains, uprooting oaks.
Sappho
#21. 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
#22. 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
#23. 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
#24. 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
#25. At the heart of the gospel is a God who deliberately surrenders to the wild, irresistable power of love.
Philip Yancey
#26. 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
#27. 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
#28. 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
#29. The world is really wild at heart and weird on top.
Barry Gifford
#30. There is a man waiting for a woman like you, don't settle for someone who only opens half of your heart.
Nikki Rowe
#31. I could be the drumbeat in your chest like madness before a storm swirling restlessly.
Moonshine Noire
#32. 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
#33. 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
#34. 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
#35. The human heart is a wild and bruised beast and often acts accordingly.
N.M. Kelby
#36. 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
#37. 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
#38. 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
#39. Fresh, fun and oh-so-romantic, WILD HEARTS had me galloping through the pages. I absolutely loved it.
Lauren Barnholdt
#40. If you have the understanding to first notice the signs, continue with the courage to follow them.
Nikki Rowe
#42. I tell you Schoonmaker she doesn't know what she has. That's the heart of it. She's like some wild creature who hasn't a clue the worth of its coat.
Anna Godbersen
#43. 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
#44. O heart, we are old;
The living beauty is for younger men:
We cannot pay its tribute of wild tears.
William Butler Yeats
#45. 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
#46. 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
#47. 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
#48. 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
#49. 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
#50. 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
#51. 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
#52. 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
#53. The only place I could feel the pain was in my heart, the place where I'd wounded us both.
Meredith Wild
#54. 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
#55. 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
#56. It was wild. Abandoned. Rough. Wet. Intense. Fiery. Thorough. Exquisite. Heart-pounding. Blood-singing. Soul-rocking. Life-altering.
Luscious.
Kristen Ashley
#58. 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
#59. 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
#60. I feel like my heart is wild and reckless, unpredictable and restless.
Katie Kiesler
#61. 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
#62. 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
#63. My heart is flailing, thumping in my chest like a bird caught in a cage, wanting to be wild again.
Sona Charaipotra
#64. 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
#65. 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
#66. A familiar pang of dread wrapped its icy hand around my heart. Lorelei Preston-The Wild Hunt
Ashley Jeffery
#67. 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
#68. 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
#69. ... 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
#70. I was watching 'Wild at Heart,' and I can honestly say I did nothing for that apart from show up!
Willem Dafoe
#71. 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
#72. 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
#73. 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
#74. 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
#75. But how did you come burning down like a wild needle, knowing just where my heart was?
Mary Oliver
#76. 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
#77. Wild rose-bush, covered, in this month of June, with its delicate gems, which might be imagined to offer their fragrance and fragile beauty to the prisoner as he went in, and to the condemned criminal as he came forth to his doom, in token that the deep heart of Nature could pity and be kind to him.
Nathaniel Hawthorne
#78. You can give illness to her body but you can't take the gypsy out of that girl.
Nikki Rowe
#79. 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
#80. She is unapologetic
She is wild with her heart
She is free
She is art
Though some can't figure her out
She's an incredible mess
That's just how she likes it.
Jasmine Sandozz
#81. He's just like a stallion. Wild and kicking on the outside, but a heart soft as satin on the inside. Just waiting for the right girl to break him in.
Alexandra Bracken
#82. quieted my mind and spread my focus to every rustle, creak, and call from the wild lands. Nature had a rhythm akin to the beating of a drum or heart,
K.J. Colt
#83. 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
#84. Ne cherchez plus mon coeur; les be tes l'ont mange . Don't search any further for my heart; wild beasts ate it.
Charles Baudelaire
#85. 'Wild at Heart' simply came out of my journey as a man and then my work with men.
John Eldredge
#86. She wants a warrior lover with strong hands wild eyes and a poet's heart.
N.R. Hart
#87. 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
#88. I like life, it's wonderous and chaotic and somewhere in the middle I've created a safe place to do my thing in the world ~ I can't ask for much more & I am already so thankful when everything I got
Nikki Rowe
#89. No rescue boat can save the touches I left bobbing in the wild ocean of your flesh, but if they cut open your heart, like the belly of a shark, dumped its contents on a table - would there be any trace of me?
Jeffrey McDaniel
#90. I don't think anymore that my life is about what has happened to me. It's about what I choose to believe. It's not what I can see, but what I think is out there. And in the end, this end, here is what I believe. The heart is a wild and fugitive creature. The heart is a dog who comes home.
Helen Humphreys
#91. 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.
William Wordsworth
#92. 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
#93. Looking' his last' upon the scene of his former joys and his later sufferings, and wishing 'she' could see him now, abroad on the wild sea, facing peril and death with a dauntless heart, going to his doom with a grim smile on his lips.
Mark Twain
#94. 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
#96. For when Philippe, with his snapping eyes and his wild ways, left Savannah forever, he took with him the glow that was in Ellen's heart and left for the bandy-legged little Irishman who married her only a gentle shell.
Margaret Mitchell
#97. How wrong we are to ignore our hearts to follow the familiar path.
Nikki Rowe
#98. Please forgive me. I couldn't always follow you in your wild escapades, just like I can't follow you now. But then as now, my thoughts and heart go with you. I hope that you finally meet the love of your life in Paradise. Try not to tease the angels.
Alan McCluskey
#99. This garden is your soul. This mess is you! Together, you and I, we have been working with a purpose in your heart. And it is wild and beautiful and perfectly in process. To you it seems like a mess, but I see a perfect pattern emerging and growing and alive - a living fractal.
Wm. Paul Young
#100. A pain slashed through her heart as savagely as a wild animal's fangs.
Margaret Mitchell
