Quotes About Emotions

Your grief won't go away; it's not a door you can close,or a book you can put back on the shelf,or a kiss you can give back once it's given. This is the way the world is now. Keep the worst things to yourself, like a bone in your throat.

But can you measure someone's love? I want to know. You think you can measure love? She's kind not to laugh at me...No scale would be strong enough, she tells me. It would break to pieces under the weight.

My grandmother was overwhelmed by what was happening to us. She ahd moved back into the past because the here and the now was too terrible.

Everyone should know exactly what everyone else is thinking and then people wouldn't hurt each other so much.

The music of your youth stays with you and winds itself around your heart. I hear one chord of Strawberry Fields Forever or Satisfaction and am instantly back in time. It doesn't matter where I am, suddenly I'm walking through the woods, I'm in my best friend's room ...

She, who prided herself on her tough exterior, could always be undone by the beauty of flight.

Love like this wasn't what he'd planned or wanted or expected, surely it was indeed a trap, for even when you tried to run away, it followed you through the grass and lay down beside you, it overtook common sense and willpower.

Love was the thing that tore you apart; it made you believe the lies you were told, obvious as they might be. It was nearly impossible to see your own fate while it was happening to you. It was only after, when what's done had been done, that one's vision cleared.

Seeing has little to do with opening your eyes; it's what you feel inside that counts, it's what you know without anyone telling you.

If we had no hurt and no sin to speak of, we'd be angels, and amgels can't love the way men and women do.

She was remembering everything. How love could change a person, how it could cause you the greatest sorrow or shelter you from harm.

I'm fated to lose everyone I ever love, April said. I already know that. Of course you are, Jet responded in her calm, measured tone. That's what it means to be alive.

Shelby watched the books burn. She wonders if words are pouring down on other people's houses,sad words, like beast and mourn and sorrow and mother.

Love wasn't rational; there was no proof that it even existed outside of people's imaginings.

the past was what we carried with us, threaded to the future, and we decided whether to keep it close or let it go.

I didn't understand that when I closed myself to her, I took a part of her bitterness inside me. It was green and unforgiving, and as it grew it made me more like her. It gave me my strength, but it gave me my weakness as well.

Love is complicated, love can be hidden, love, above all else, is loyalty.

You don't forget the people you love, she told him. That's what I've realized. They just get farther away. Like a spyglass turned around. Annie to Pete

Someone killed himself because of me once, Meredith said. People kill themselves because of what's inside of them, not because of other people.

She judged people smartly and quickly, and often found herself in a huff.

But children can tell when love has been lost, they know when silence means peace and when it's a sign of despair.

He opened his eyes for an instant. Other people were writing and melting, but my brother stopped his flight long enough to look at me. An instant that would have to last forever. And then the flames rose higher and my brother was gone.

When she reached 44 Greenwich Avenue she went inside alone, and only the crow knew that it was possible for a woman to claim to have no heart at all and still cry as though her heart would break

It helped to write things down. It ordered your thoughts and if you were lucky revealed feelings you didn't know you had.