I don't think you have ever allowed a man to touch your heart.

"Do they touch my heart when they're thinking on their feet?"

In 1990 I was sitting with a woman friend and told her the work wasn't touching my heart.

"And some people have told me that my story is touching their heart."

Jack probably knew how to touch the fine animal's heart.

He had never seen a face that touched his heart as this one did.

"I pray for God to touch his heart and make him let those children go."

That she'd stayed with him touched his hard heart the way nothing else had ever done.

She knew then that no other man would ever touch her heart the way Jake had.

Maybe if she could touch his heart now, a piece of her would remain with him forever.