Strictly speaking, my interest is not in legal rights for animals but in a change of heart towards animals.
When I went to bed as a child, I was told, 'You don't know where you'll wake up.' When I ran in the garden, I was told that running was bad for the heart. Everything had its sinister aspect - milk shrinks the stomach, lemon thins the blood.
It is obvious that God is looking at the heart when sacrifices are given to Him. He takes no delight in those who give up things for Lent and then act like it's such a struggle to perform what they said they wanted to do for Him.
As you become aware of what has robbed you of the purity of an innocent mind, a clear heart and a strong body, you will be deeply served by letting go of those familiar limitations.
My mom had a heart attack, and it came out of nowhere - she was 54. My dad had leukemia for about 3 months. He was 80 when he passed. My dad had me later in life, and so he had leukemia and was alive for about 3 months between diagnosis and passing away.
The tax on being different is largely implicit. People need not act maliciously for it to be levied. In fact, at its heart is a laudable sentiment: 'prove it to me.' The problem is that we are requiring different levels of proof without realising it.
A liberal education is at the heart of a civil society, and at the heart of a liberal education is the act of teaching.
At heart I am a librarian, a bird-watcher, a transcendentalist, a gardener, a spinster, a monk.
As a medical doctor who chose a career in artificial heart technology rather than clinical practice, I decided not to take an internship, which is required for licensing. Instead, I work with invention, manufacturing, regulatory affairs, and clinical application of artificial hearts.
To have my mind racing and my heart beating fast over glorious possibilities is very close to the summit of life experience for me.
They told me that I had a leaky valve, which is something that is certainly not life-threatening. It's common and it's something that had I not known about it, would I have lived? Sure. But it's something that I think is important to know, especially as I get older and given that I have heart disease in my family.
Oft when the white, still dawn lifted the skies and pushed the hills apart, I have felt it like a glory in my heart.
I just think music is such a beautiful thing. It lifts the heart and buoys up your spirits - all kinds of music.
In short, the satisfaction of creating, not necessarily the process, always lifts my heart.
If you really want to receive joy and happiness, then serve others with all your heart. Lift their burden, and your own burden will be lighter.
Peru, Peru. My heart's lighthouse.
People's genes can say a great deal about their health. There are genes that reveal an increased likelihood of getting cancer, heart disease or Alzheimer's.
When you're on top and you lead the parade, everyone's there throwing lilies and lilac water on your head. But when those parades have gone by and there's a storm in your heart, there are very few people that are going to sit there and listen to you bemoan life.
I am a Southern girl at heart, so I have a pulled pork sandwich and Key lime pie every day. It's a problem.
My heart goes out to Lindsay Lohan.
