God removes the sin of the one who makes humble confession, and thereby the devil loses the sovereignty he had gained over the human heart.

The human heart is the same the world over.

Sometimes I think the human heart is just a simple shelf. There is only so much you can pile onto it before something falls off an edge and you are left to pick up the pieces.

In all ranks of life the human heart yearns for the beautiful; and the beautiful things that God makes are his gift to all alike.

The artist vocation is to send light into the human heart.

Time is life itself, and life resides in the human heart.