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Take a Word.... Heart: Etymology, Definition, Idioms, Short Story and Poem and Incidentals


Ann likes to research the history of words, to experiment with them and to encourage others to use fresh words and idioms.


'Heart' is derived from the Old English 'heorte', of Germanic origin, is related to Dutch 'hart' and German 'Herz', from an Indo-European root shared by Latin 'cor, cord-' and Greek 'kēr, kardia'. French for heart is 'coeur', from the Latin.

Position of the Heart, Symbol of Life


noun: heart (pron. hɑːt/)

- a hollow muscular organ that pumps the blood through the circulatory system by rhythmic contraction and dilation; in vertebrates there may be up to four chambers (as in humans), with two atria and two ventricles.

The heart of the matter is that we all need this pumping, squirting, pounding, pulsing organ in our body. Without it, life doesn't exist. With it, we can have a ball!

You hear someone say, 'Have a heart!' In a slightly admonishing tone, it is asking someone to care, to think about the situation, to respond with a little more kindness and consideration.

A breaking heart signifies the end of a love affair or the death of a loved one, human or animal, or deep grief caused by some event or another.

In short, the heart is the centre of our bodies, our world, our emotions, our actions and reactions.

Let's have a look at this vital word.

Idioms and Uses

Several phrases or uses of this word might come to mind. Have a think before you read on - how many sayings can you recall?

I've put a few into a short story and a poem below. Feel free to bring to my attention any other idioms or uses that spring to mind.

Arrival of Spring

Arrival of Spring

The Cottage

The Cottage

'Heart to Heart'

“Let’s have a little heart to heart. What about? Oh, I think you know what about. I saw you, you see. I saw you sneak into the house. What were you up to? I’m going to get to the heart of this, do you hear? You can’t go prying around like that. What would Cynthia say if she knew?”

Such was Meg’s end of the telephone call. She couldn’t find it in her heart to confront Joe face-to-face. Even after all these years he wasn’t easy. Oh, his heart was usually in the right place but since he left home her cousin had changed. He had caused his mother, Cynthia, much heartache, having gone away with no warning, no heart-felt message of ‘I’ll be back,’ or ‘Don’t worry, I’ll let you know where I am,’ or ‘Love you, Mum, but I need to see the world.’ In his casual, light-hearted manner, off he’d gone.

Secret Visit

Now he was back. He’d taken a room at the local inn, The White Hart. Meg had received a call the day before, a quick “Hi, sweetheart, it’s Joe. Just thought I’d let you know I’m about. At the pub. Don’t tell Mum, I want to do that in my own time.” Taken by surprise she barely replied before he switched off.

Meg had taken the twitten as a short cut to the baker’s. Young at heart, she loved the arrival of Spring. Daffodils nodded confirmation of the passing of Winter as Meg heard finches twittering in the hedgerows, absorbed the strengthening sun bathing her face and allowing the trees to paint dapples on the path. After a few years in the heart of the city, she revelled in village life once more. As she’d passed her aunt’s house, a movement lured her eye to the back gate and there he was.

Her heart skipped a beat. Surely that was Joe! He hadn’t seen her slight form shaded by the grand oak and he was far too intent on his cause to be distracted. Swift and sneaky, he looked in all the windows, took a furtive glance around as he returned to the back, bent to pick up the key, and entered with firm resolve.

What was he up to?

Meg’s heart pounded. She had a heart of gold, always gave people the benefit of the doubt, but she couldn’t let this go without challenging him. What should she do? Why would he enter his own mother’s house in that way. Did he know what had happened to her? Cynthia’s heart would break if she found out Joe was here and hadn’t spoken to her. Would he be hard-hearted enough not to contact her? Meg was worried and somewhat cross.

So she’d called his mobile when she got back home, wanting an explanation.

“Oh, thought I’d got away with it!” was all he said. “I am going to contact her, just not yet. I’ve set my heart on doing a few things first.”

He obviously had no guilt pulling at his heartstrings. Why the secrecy? Had he removed valuables from the house? Was he searching for something? How could he be so cold-hearted towards his mother? Meg pondered many possibilities, searched her heart for anything positive but found nothing.

Kind-hearted Cynthia

Cynthia, Meg’s kind-hearted aunt, was in hospital. She’d slipped and broken her leg: they’d kept her in just to monitor her as she’d had a mini heart attack not long before. Meg’s heart went out to her.

That afternoon she went to visit. Cynthia was fond of Meg. She was a woman after her own heart; thoughtful, helpful and kind. Cynthia’s face lit up when she saw Meg but when the latter asked if she’d told her son about the fall, her heart sank.

“No, I don’t like to bother him. He’s probably abroad or something so no point in making him worry.”

Meg thought, “Do him good to worry for once! What’s the matter with him? Heart of stone and selfish to boot.” It wasn’t often she condemned someone so, but his mother’s obvious sadness stirred her anger. Should she tell him? Best mind her own business and respect Cynthia’s wishes; not always good to let the heart rule the head. The saddest thing was that Cynthia’s birthday was in a couple of days. She might not even be home by then.

Cynthia's Birthday

As it happened, Cynthia was allowed home the day of her birthday. Meg fetched her early in the morning. As she drove up to the front gate, a sight awaited them that warmed the cockles of their hearts.

From the gate to the front door, there was bunting through the trees, balloons tied on posts and branches and a multi-coloured HAPPY BIRTHDAY strung across the door. Flowers of every hue festooned the porch and, best of all, there was Joe, standing with a huge bouquet of red roses and a heart-shaped balloon, sporting a slightly embarrassed grin.

Cynthia couldn’t speak. Tears in her eyes, heart on her sleeve, she melted into Joe’s outstretched arms. Indoors, yet more flowers greeted her from the table, the window-ledge, the fireplace, every inch of space around the house.

He’d had a change of heart. He told his mother how sorry he was for causing her so much heart-ache, for ignoring her for so long. Joe realised in his heart of hearts that this was home. That old cliché, ‘home is where the heart is’, was true and it had taken half a life-time for him to see it.

Flowers Overflowing!

Flowers Overflowing!

Heart and Soul

Meg? Well, it was with a heavy heart that she realised her mistake. Why had she thought Joe was only up to no good? Finally, from the goodness of his heart, he had made amends to his mother, whilst Meg had only criticised, assumed he had learnt nothing. From the bottom of her heart, she told him she was sorry to have challenged him, sorry she hadn’t had the heart to talk when she’d watched him from the path.

Joe accepted her apology whole-heartedly and they became friends, both having learnt their lessons, heart and soul.

Heartbreak of War

Troops  in WWII

Troops in WWII

Prisoners of War on the March Bundesarchiv, Bild 183-J28589 / CC-BY-SA 3.0 [CC BY-SA 3.0 de (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/de/deed.en)], via Wikimedia Commons

Prisoners of War on the March Bundesarchiv, Bild 183-J28589 / CC-BY-SA 3.0 [CC BY-SA 3.0 de (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/de/deed.en)], via Wikimedia Commons

Dresden Bombing Bundesarchiv, Bild 146-1994-041-07 / CC-BY-SA 3.0 [CC BY-SA 3.0 de (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/de/deed.en)], via Wikimedia Commons

Dresden Bombing Bundesarchiv, Bild 146-1994-041-07 / CC-BY-SA 3.0 [CC BY-SA 3.0 de (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/de/deed.en)], via Wikimedia Commons

Thiepval, 'unknown' graves

Thiepval, 'unknown' graves

In Remembrance

In Remembrance

Hearts and Minds - a Poem


bless his heart,

Every word heard

played its part.

In a heartbeat

he did cry

at the cruel hearts

passing by.

Heart in mouth

and heart in boots,

he watched as war

destroyed his roots.

His Parents

His mother said

‘follow your heart’

as she lay bleeding,

torn apart

by those bullets

slicing by,

while those cold hearts

bombed the sky.

His heart bled,

not understanding

why men fought,

devil commanding.

Tried to reason,

with all his heart;

couldn’t hack it,

couldn’t start

to see what drove

those who deceive,

whose eyes don’t see,

so hearts don’t grieve.

He’d learnt by heart

what parents told him,

how to value

all around him.

His Love

He’d lost his heart

to one so fair,

she whom he carried

‘gainst the glare

of enemy fire,

limp-bodied, gone

where hearts and minds

found peace, at one

with her dear God.

How could it be

that he allowed

the world to see

this carnage wild?

Action causing

man to lose heart,

without pausing.

His Decision

He should’ve fought,

that’s what they said,

‘How d’you rest easy

in your bed?’

He didn’t rest,

his heart was broken,

he’d rather that

he hadn’t woken.

Follow his heart?

That’s what he’d do.

Only one thing left,

he knew.

He took to heart

their words of stone.

When he arose

the life he’d known

would soon be done,

he’d set his heart on

proving war futile,

lost or won.

He stood out in

the heart of bloodshed,

took the bullets,

gladly dead.

The Reaper

That last day

when all was lost,

I watched him fall,

then he was tossed

into the mass-grave

that awaited.

It touched my heart,

the gun-fire grated

‘gainst my nerves

when silence came.

I took him home

from whence he came.

I can’t judge,

I gather souls,

when their bodies,

full of holes,

release them,

so then I deliver

to a land where

sits the giver.

I, the Reaper,

place together

souls of silk and

souls of leather,

souls who wanted

peace on earth.

Do they know

just what it’s worth?

Hearts and minds

must work together,

forging peace and love -

for ever.

A few more....

took it to heart - took it seriously, was affected by it

his heart’s not in it - no enthusiasm or commitment

half-hearted - not committed

man after my own heart - thinks the same as me, or likes the same things

oh, you’re all heart - sarcastic comment meaning ‘I don’t think you care.’

the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach - a man likes a woman who can cook!

pour your heart out - tell someone all about your worries or bad experiences

The Generous Heart of the Blood Donor

Thai blood donor's badge

Thai blood donor's badge

Symbol for Blood Donors

Blood donors are vital for transfusions to save the lives of many who need them. The heart shape is used as a symbol for donors. Those who serve for years are given badges and other awards, depending on their years of donations.

My partner has given for many years and he happened to be wearing his badge when he was in Thailand, many moons ago. A Thai donor noticed it and gave him his own! (pictured right)


After Lysippos [CC BY 2.5 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.5)], via Wikimedia Commons

After Lysippos [CC BY 2.5 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.5)], via Wikimedia Commons

Cupid's Arrow - Love Heart

A common reference to falling in love is 'cupid's arrow' through the heart. Cupid is sometimes depicted as a chubby little cherub with a bow, sending the arrow to pierce a heart. It can seem that painful sometimes, depending on the circumstances and the outcome!

To quote wikipedia: 'In classical mythology, Cupid (from 'Cupido' meaning desire) is the god of desire, erotic love, attraction and affection. He is often portrayed as the son of the love goddess Venus and the war god Mars, and is known in Latin also as 'Amor' (love). His Greek counterpart is Eros.'

A Suit of Cards

Hearts, of course, is one of the suits in a pack of cards. The Queen of Hearts is well known also in the story of Alice in Wonderland by Lewis Carroll. The unfortunate Knave of Hearts stole some tarts and was lucky to get away with his head still intact!

Here is Carroll's poem about the incident:

The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts,

All on a summer day:

The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts,

And took them quite away!

The King of Hearts, called for the tarts,

And beat the knave full sore:

The Knave of Hearts brought back the tarts,

And vowed he'd steal no more.

'Anyone who had a Heart'

There are so many songs dealing with affairs of the heart. This is one of my favourites.

‘Anyone Who Had a Heart is a song written by Burt Bacharach (music) and Hal David (lyrics) for Dionne Warwick in 1963. In January 1964, her original recording hit the Top Ten in the United States, Canada, Spain, Netherlands, South Africa, Belgium and Australia.

In the United Kingdom, the Republic of Ireland and New Zealand, the cover version by Cilla Black was more successful. Cilla was managed by Brian Epstein, also the manager of The Beatles. Black's version was a UK number-one hit for three weeks in February/March 1964.

You can listen to it on YouTube at


Cilla died in August 2015 at her home in Spain. She was 72. A popular singer and show host, she remained close to her roots of Liverpool and never shied away from her public, enjoying being among them and talking to them with her easy, friendly manner.

Cilla in 1970

By Joost Evers / Anefo (Nationaal Archief) [CC BY-SA 3.0 nl (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/nl/deed.en)], via Wikimedia Commons

By Joost Evers / Anefo (Nationaal Archief) [CC BY-SA 3.0 nl (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/nl/deed.en)], via Wikimedia Commons


Another of my favourites, Buddy Holly's 'Heartbeat', the last of his singles to be released in his lifetime. It had far more success in the UK than in the US, being released in 1959 and 1960.

It is a rock-abilly song credited to Bob Montgomery and Norman Petty, recorded originally by Buddy Holly in 1958. It was also recorded by the UK's Nick Berry and used for the signature tune of the popular television show ‘Heartbeat’, set in the 50s.

On 3 February 1959, Buddy Holly was travelling between venues with fellow rock and roll musicians Ritchie Valens and J.P. 'The Big Bopper' Richardson, when the pilot lost control of the plane. It crashed near Clear Lake, Iowa. All aboard were killed.

Don McLean wrote and sang about their sad demise in his song 'American Pie', referring to 'the Day the Music Died'. Buddy Holly was only 22. When you think about how much he achieved in his short life, it makes you wonder what he could have become. He lives on in his music. Millions have taken him to their hearts.

Buddy Holly (Sep 1936 - Feb 1959)

By Buddy_Holly_Brunswick_Records.jpg: Brunswick Records derivative work: GDuwenTell me! [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

By Buddy_Holly_Brunswick_Records.jpg: Brunswick Records derivative work: GDuwenTell me! [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Lovehearts for your sweetheart?

Pure sugar; a childhood favourite of mine!

Pure sugar; a childhood favourite of mine!

Heart-shaped Messages

When I was a child we could buy packets of Lovehearts. Each small sugary sweet had a message on it, written in a heart shape. Messages such as 'Be Mine', 'Love You' and 'Grow Up'.

You could give one to someone, conveying love or disdain, or you could just eat them - giving them away seemed a waste to me!

Can you Think of More?

Well, we've covered a few here but there are more, I'm sure. Please add your own 'heart' phrases or particular relevant favourites. There are of course many more titles of songs, books, films and the like, which include 'heart' but I think this article is quite long enough already!

In the meantime, may your hearts be light, keep your loved ones in your hearts and I'll keep doing what is close to my heart - writing!






Where does your Heart Lie?

© 2015 Ann Carr


Ann Carr (author) from SW England on August 27, 2016:

Hello again, Theresa! So kind of you to read two of my hubs today. Please do not apologise for missing some; I'm pleased that you read any and there is no obligation!

Thank you again for your support and your friendship.

Bless you.


Faith Reaper from southern USA on August 27, 2016:

I'll get to the heart of the matter here, this is beautifully creative, Ann!

Again, I am perplexed how I missed this heartfelt write? I'm glad I found it now, as I always enjoy reading your thoughts and wonderful writing, please know.


Ann Carr (author) from SW England on July 11, 2016:

What a lovely comment, teaches; thank you! I appreciate you reading and commenting.


Dianna Mendez on July 10, 2016:

You certainly covered every angle on the heart. I loved your poem, if we could all join heart to effect change for good. You put a bit of light in my day.

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on February 05, 2016:

Thank you so much, Jackie. Glad you enjoyed this.


Jackie Lynnley from the beautiful south on February 05, 2016:

A great time for that word Ann, and beautifully done!

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on January 17, 2016:

Thank you, Jo, for your lovely comment and the sharing. I love the phrase 'symmetrical style'! Much appreciated.

Hope all's well with you; great to see you today, ((((Jo))))


Jo_Goldsmith11 on January 17, 2016:

Oh Ann!

This is amazing! You really did "pour your heart" into this writing.

I really enjoyed this so much! I like the symmetrical style with sharing individual stories then poetry. It is truly beautiful!

This comes from my heart to yours..thank you for your expression of the love that is in your heart! hugs & blessings always...

shared and tweeted :-)

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on January 10, 2016:

Thanks, Flourish! Glad you enjoyed this; it warms my heart to think so!

Happy New Year!


FlourishAnyway from USA on January 09, 2016:

I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve. Enjoyed all the usages here, Ann. Creative!

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on January 04, 2016:

Thanks, Mel! Much appreciated, especially coming from someone who is such a wordsmith himself.

Happy New Year to you! Hope it's full of happiness, prosperity and good health.


Mel Carriere from Snowbound and down in Northern Colorado on January 03, 2016:

During this political cycle, I often get accused of having a bleeding heart, but I don't take it to heart, because although I pour my heart out to certain candidates, and I wear my heart on my sleeve, I try to keep an open mind and my allegiance is only half-hearted, at best. I love your word play, Happy New Year!

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on December 23, 2015:

Thank you, Frank. What a lovely thing to say. Very happy that you enjoy this series.

Happy Christmas to you!


Frank Atanacio from Shelton on December 22, 2015:

Ann, again I enjoy when you do these types of hubs.. there is always something old, but new again when you write them, love the full context here and it was a pleasure to catch up reading your hub.. bless you and have a safe holiday :)

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on December 22, 2015:

Thanks, Kristen, for your kind words. Glad you liked this.

Merry Christmas!


Ann Carr (author) from SW England on December 22, 2015:

Thanks, Vellur, for your lovely comments and vote. Glad you liked this.

Happy Christmas!


Kristen Howe from Northeast Ohio on December 22, 2015:

Ann, what a great hub about the word heart. Great poems and short story to go with it. Nice photos as well! You have a good heart. Well done!

Nithya Venkat from Dubai on December 22, 2015:

Enjoyed reading all about the word "heart". Great stories and poems. Brilliant hub, voted up.

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on December 16, 2015:

Thank you, Devika, for such kind words. Glad you liked this. Good to see you!


Devika Primić from Dubrovnik, Croatia on December 16, 2015:

Hi Ann

Brilliant work! You used the word heart in a great way. You explained in detail and with such talent.

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on December 15, 2015:

Venkatachari M: Thank you for your kind comment, especially 'feast of words'! I'm glad you enjoyed this.


Venkatachari M from Hyderabad, India on December 14, 2015:

This is another feast of words on "heart". You have a great skill in presenting each word so beautifully and enchantingly. The story and poems are also fascinating coining 'heart'. Thanks for this enlightenment.

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on December 14, 2015:

Thank you, manatita, for your kind words. Like your contribution of two great phrases concerning the heart.


Ann Carr (author) from SW England on December 14, 2015:

m abdullah javed: Thank you for your lovely comments. I'm glad you liked this. Happy Christmas to you too. May it be peaceful and heart-warming.


Ann Carr (author) from SW England on December 14, 2015:

Yes, Ruby, Heartbreak Hotel was a great one. Thank you for your comment about the poem; I'm glad it touched your heart. Indeed, if everyone understood the message of love, it wouldn't take long... good to see you.


Ann Carr (author) from SW England on December 14, 2015:

swalia: Thank you for your kind words. I'm glad you enjoyed this and I appreciate you stopping by to read.


Ann Carr (author) from SW England on December 14, 2015:

DREAM ON: Thank you. Have fun at work. Great attitude!


Ann Carr (author) from SW England on December 14, 2015:

Thank you, whonu. Merry Christmas & Happy New Year to you.


manatita44 from london on December 14, 2015:

Another incredible piece, Ann. In fact, they appear to me to be getting better and better, and of course, to give this a mention, I do notice your poetic ability also.

Back to the Hub. It's really cleverly written, with some really discerning embellishments on the word 'heart.'

Your writing is so simple, meaning that it's easy to understand, vibrant, consistent and flows well. Great skill! Again the obvious work put in is noticeable, and the story is quite cute. brillliant use of words here.

Buddy Holly, eh? Quite tragic that one. He was very gifted. A bit like Hendriks, I suppose. The talent, I mean. They went early. Cilla too. She really contributed to the British audience in a big way.

Your poll. Love and Light, for me, and with that I'll mention the Christ's statement that the 'Kingdom of Heaven is in your Heart.' Implying the spiritual or mystical Heart. 'Where your treasure is, there will your Heart be also.' For me implying that an ever-compassionate God works with us wherever we are and in whatever stage of development.

Higher blessings, my Friend. Much Love, much ...

muhammad abdullah javed on December 14, 2015:

Thanks annart for another wonderful piece of write. The Heart to Heart Words are quite impressive. Loved the songs and poem. Waiting for another one of the series. Happy Christmas.

Ruby Jean Richert from Southern Illinois on December 14, 2015:

The only other song I can think of is Heartbreak Hotel by Elvis. I love how you put this piece together. Love is what makes the world go around. Your poem was touching. If everyone loved, war would cease to exist.

Shaloo Walia from India on December 14, 2015:

What a delightful read! A brilliantly written hub.

DREAM ON on December 14, 2015:

Simply wonderful. My heart beat faster and faster with every line. It's Monday morning and first day back to work for me. I enjoyed all your references, songs, and your poem. Normally I am sad vacation is over. Today I have a change of heart and look forward to work with all my coworkers and my boss. What fun it can be if they also find it in their heart to care for others while we work together. Thank you for the heart to heart message in your hub people can change if they want to.

whonunuwho from United States on December 14, 2015:

Beautiful work my friend and blessings to you and yours at Christmas. whonu

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on December 14, 2015:

Thanks, bill! It's no fun at all if we don't 'stretch' our words, our ideas and our writing. If someone's boring, lacking imagination, then so is his/her writing.

You know how much I appreciate your support, bill. Thanks for your kind words


Bill Holland from Olympia, WA on December 14, 2015:

This series warms my heart. :) That's the best I can do first thing on a Monday morning. You know I love this....so much we can do, as writers, if we just bother to stretch the language and use it with gusto. Sadly, far too many "writers" fail to make the effort and yes, I put "writers" in quotation marks for a reason. :)

Happy Monday, Ann


Ann Carr (author) from SW England on December 14, 2015:

Sadly, in the UK so many primary schools have ceased doing nativity plays in case they offend someone. It is refreshing to see that there are still some and there should be a return to such things. How can we combat the evils of this world if we do not have the courage of our own religion? Britain is made up of Christian countries; if we do not honour this, how can we command respect from any others? Even those who are not particularly religious should defend our right to be a Christian state, in my mind.

Thanks for your support, Eric.


Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on December 14, 2015:


Just hearing of your little one in a Nativity play has brightened my day. Hooray for the little ones and hooray for a Nativity play.

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on December 14, 2015:

Thank you, Eric, your words are much appreciated. I had fun doing this and tried a balance between dark and light. Off to catch up with more of yours.

Hope your day is great, full of happiness and cheer. I had a brilliant morning watching my 4 year-old granddaughter in her first ever nativity play at school; I think she's destined to be on the stage, but then I'm biased!

Ann :)

Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on December 14, 2015:

You most definitely opened your heart to us in this fine work. It would take a real dark heart not to enjoy your work. Lest I be heartless, let me thank you for a great read.

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on December 14, 2015:

Hi John! Thank you for your lovely words and for your great input. This word lends itself well to all sorts of situations so I had trouble curtailing it! Hope you're well where the sun shines so beautifully for Christmas! I'm hoping a little of it will come our way; it's so lovely to have a crisp, sunny winter's day instead of the dull grey. However, today started the real Christmas feeling with my 4 year-old granddaughter's nativity play at infant school - amazing!

Ann :)

John Hansen from Gondwana Land on December 13, 2015:

Ann, I can't even try to describe what a wonderful hub this is. All of the phrases and facts about the heart were amazingly researched. I can't think of anything you missed. The story "tugged at my heart-strings" and the poem was "heart-wrenching." One song I love is by Amy Grant written after the birth of her daughter "Every Heartbeat Bears Your Name". It is beautiful. Great work.

Ann Carr (author) from SW England on December 13, 2015:

Thank you, Rochelle. Glad you found it fun. I didn't know about the liver; thanks for adding your knowledge of that. Yes, it would be rather weird - doesn't have quite the same ring about it does it?!


Ann Carr (author) from SW England on December 13, 2015:

Thanks, Catherine, for your kind comments. Glad you liked this. Good to see you.


Rochelle Frank from California Gold Country on December 13, 2015:

Wow, that was an extensive exposition as well as a fun read.

Did you know that many ancient cultures believed the liver was the source of life and emotion.

Our "heart" expressions would sound much different if we substituted a different vital organ. A prospective suitor would probably face rejection if he told his sweetheart, "I love you with all my liver".

Catherine Giordano from Orlando Florida on December 13, 2015:

Very clever usage of the word heart in different contexts. I offer my heart-felt congrats for a job well done.

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