...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
Nobody outside of a baby carriage or a judge's chamber believes in an unprejudiced point of view. - Lillian Hellman
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
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
Conscience is the chamber of justice.
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
Men dressed in an embroidery of excuses are not fit to enter the colorful chamber of champions - Osho Samuel Adetunji
Science is good furniture for one's upper chamber, if there is common sense below. - Oliver Wendell Holmes
I tried to resist his overtures, but he plied me with symphonies, quartettes, chamber music, and cantatas.
One need not be a chamber to be haunted; One need not be a house; The brain has corridors surpassing Material place. - Emily Dickinson
The satyagrahi enters the jail cell as the bridegroom enters the bridal chamber - M.K Gandhi
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.
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
There is but an inch of difference between the cushioned chamber and the padded cell. - G.K. Chesterton
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