Quotes About Emotions

A hundred days wasted out of two years and a bit ... a day when you were not in my heart; not a day's coldness mistrust or disappointment. Never that.

He was fortified by a memory which kept only the good things and rejected the ill. Despite his sorrows, he had had a fair share of joys and these were ever fresh and accessible.

Now we shall both be alone, and I shall have no way of making you understand.' 'I don't want to make it easier for you,' I said; 'I hope your heart may break; but I do understand.' The avalanche was down, the hillside swept bare behind it; the last echoes died on the white slopes; the new mound glittered and lay still in the silent valley.

But as I drove away and turned back in the car to take what promised to be my last view of the house, I felt that I was leaving a part of myself behind, and that wherever I went afterwards I should feel the lack of it, and search for it hopelessly, as ghosts are said to do, frequenting the spots where they buried material treasures without which they cannot pay their way to the netherworld.

I distinctly remember last Christmas seeing you together and thinking how happy you looked, and wondering why. You'll find it very disturbing, you know, starting off again. How old are you—thirty-four? That's no age to be starting.

He did not fail in love, but his lost his joy of it, for I was no longer part of his solitude. As my intimacy with his family grew, I became part of the world which he sought to escape; I became one of the bonds which held him.

If you live with a man you come to know the other woman he has loved.

Have you told Julia this about Sebastian?" "The substance of it; not quite as I told you. She never loved him, you know, as we do." " Do. " The word reproached me; there was no past tense in Cordelia's verb "to love.

Prayer and love are learned in the hour when prayer has become impossible and your heart has turned to stone.

But as I drove away and turned back in the car to take what promised to be my last view of the house, I felt that I was leaving part of myself behind, and that wherever I went afterwards I should feel the lack of it

You'll understand why storms are named after people.

I'm paralyzed with happiness

And in that instant her eyes were brimming and she was not aware that she was voicing an illusion. Yet Anthony knew that there were days when they hurt each other purposely--taking almost a delight in the thrust. Incessantly she puzzled him: one hour so intimate and charming, striving desperately toward an unguessed, transcendent union; the next, silent and cold, apparently unmoved by any consideration of their love or anything he could say

I want to tell you about your heart-- you've probably been neglecting your heart-- and you don't know.

There are all kinds of love in this world but never the same love twice.

I like people and I like them to like me, but I wear my heart where God put it, on the inside.

Think how you love me,' she whispered. 'I don't ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember.' You'll always be like this to me.' Oh no; but promise me you'll remember.' Her tears were falling. 'I'll be different, but somewhere lost inside me there'll always be the person I am tonight.

No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.

and for a moment I thought I loved her. But I am slow-thinking and full of interior rules that act as brakes on my desires

I don't ask you to love me always like this, but I ask you to remember. Somewhere inside me there'll always be the person I am to-night.

Well, let it pass, he thought; April is over, April is over. There are all kinds of love in the world, but never the same love twice. --The Sensible Thing

So he tasted the deep pain that is reserved only for the strong, just as he had tasted for a little while the deep happiness.

why shouldn't he? All life is just a progression toward and then a recession from one phrase-- 'I love you

And lastly from that period I remember riding in a taxi one afternoon between very tall buildings under a mauve and rosy sky; I began to bawl because I had everything I wanted and knew I would never be so happy again.