Quotes About Emotions

I cried for everyone and for all the scrabbly, funny love one sent out into the world like some hit song that enters space and bounds off to another galaxy, a tune so pretty you think the words are true, you do! There was never any containing a song like that, keeping it. It went off and out, speeding out of earshot or imagining or any reach at all, like a rocket invented in sleep.

We got hard hearts, she said with an accent that wasn't really any particular accent at all. She wasn't good at accents.

She would turn from him in bed, her hands under the pillow, the digital clock peeling back the old skins of numbers.

I'm bonkers, aren't I? I ask with my mouth full. You're unhappy, says Mr. Fernandez. It can be the same thing. You are unhappy because you believe in such a thing as happy.

Nightmares have seasons like hurricanes.

Tears, she had once been told, were designed to eliminate toxins, and they poured down her face and slimed her neck and gathered in the recesses of her collarbones and she had to be careful never to lie back and let them get into her ears, which might cause the toxins to return and start over. Of course, the rumor of toxins turned out not to be true. Tears were quite pure.

No matter what terror or loveliness the earth could produce—winds, seas—a person could produce the same, lived with the same, lived with all that mixed-up nature swirling inside, every bit.

In the stands, the audience was divided between booing and cheering. Half of them were upset that the read team had forfeited the race, but the other half were impressed to see a manticore punched.

The problem with having a sense of humor is often that people you use it on aren't in a very good mood.

never tell your problems to any1...20% donot care and 80% are glad to have them...

Although the Bible records several emotions that Christ experiences, nowhere in the Bible will you find it said that Jesus was ever afraid! Why? Because the love that He possessed for the Father was absolutely and positively without question 100 percent perfect love.

Well, as to that, all I'll say is, you can't take out a fellow's heart before he's ready to give it up.

The things most people need to learn in therapy are related to attachment, abandonment, love, and fear. We are trying to access basic emotional processes that are organized in primitive and early-developing parts of the brain. The language of these emotions is also very basic; it is the language of childhood. The more complex the language and ideas you bring into therapy, the more likely you are to stimulate your clients' intellectualizing defenses.

Optimal sculpting of key neural networks through healthy early relationships allows us to think well of ourselves, trust others, regulate our emotions, maintain positive expectations, and utilize our intellectual and emotional intelligence in moment-to-moment

Those who are nurtured best survive best. It turns out that our emotional resilience and our ability to learn are inextricably interwoven.

Therefore, reading and reacting to other people's behaviors, emotions, and attitudes have been hardwired into our brains. We are not only wired to connect, but we are also wired to attune to, resonate with, and learn from others.

Successful therapists learn to be 'amygdala whisperers' by leveraging the social brain in order to help clients face their fears.

Emotional attunement between teachers and learners is highlighted, as well as the central role of storytelling in traditional and contemporary learning. Research has also found that exploration and play, usually consigned to less important after-school activities, are central

He gets into the habit of thinking so passionately at night that he begins to be persecuted by insomnia.

There is only one thing worse than losing the one you love, and that is losing them without knowing why. If you are a dog, then your master is like a god to you, and the pain of losing him is greater still.

Beauty is precious, you see, and the more beautiful something is, the more precious it is; and the more precious something is, the more it hurts us that it will fade away; and the more we are hurt by beauty, the more we love the world; and the more we love it, the more we are saddened that it is like finely powdered salt that runs away through the fingers, or is puffed away by the wind, or is washed away by the rain.

Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.

It seems that age folds the heart in on itself.

Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away