Conscience is the chamber of justice.
Nobody outside of a baby carriage or a judge's chamber believes in an unprejudiced point of view. - Lillian Hellman
You only have one heart, but it can love the whole world and still have room to grow kindness in its deepest chamber. - Debasish Mridha
When I was looking for the key to open the deepest chamber of your heart, I found that secret key of pure love hidden in my heart. - Debasish Mridha
When the door to my writing chamber gasps shut and the almost imperceptible sigh of a rose petal falls on my desk, I know that my muse is present. - Brandi L. Bates
Men dressed in an embroidery of excuses are not fit to enter the colorful chamber of champions - Osho Samuel Adetunji
I tried to resist his overtures, but he plied me with symphonies, quartettes, chamber music, and cantatas.
Science is a first-rate piece of furniture for a man's upper chamber, if he has common sense on the ground floor. - Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.
Science is good furniture for one's upper chamber, if there is common sense below. - Oliver Wendell Holmes
One need not be a chamber to be haunted; One need not be a house; The brain has corridors surpassing Material place. - Emily Dickinson
To enjoy it again and again in those moments of joy and despair, I carry the beauty of your love in the hidden chamber of my heart. - Debasish Mridha
There is but an inch of difference between the cushioned chamber and the padded cell. - G.K. Chesterton
...for no man lives in the external truth among salts and acids, but in the warm, phantasmagoric chamber of his brain, with the painted windows and the storied wall. - Robert Louis Stevenson
The secret prayer chamber is a bloody battleground. Here violent and decisive battles are fought out. Here the fate of souls for time and eternity is determined, in quietude and solitude. - Ole Hallesby
The satyagrahi enters the jail cell as the bridegroom enters the bridal chamber - M.K Gandhi
I followed her into the library. The pale light from our chamber below dissipated in the room, but I could still make out – my heart leapt at the sight – row after row, shelf above shelf, floor to ceiling, a city of books. Speck turned to me and asked, Now, what shall we read first? - Keith Donohue