Quotes About Emotions

You think you can avoid [pain,] but you actually can't. If you do, you just get sicker, or you feel more pain. But if you can speak it, if you can write it, if you can paint it, it is very healing.

We do it because we care. We care that Vincent Van Gogh mutilated his ear. We care that behind a pile of manure in the yard he destroyed his life. We care that Scott Joplin's music lives! We care because we know this: the life we save is our own.

It all I can do not to cry. I make myself wood I say to myself, Celie, you a tree. That's how I come to know trees fear man.

T}here is a point at which even grief feels absurd. And at this point, laughter gushes up to retrieve sanity.

There is so much we don't understand. And so much unhappiness that comes because of that.

No one escapes a time in life when the arrow of sorrow, of anger, of despair pierces the heart. For many of us, there is the inevitable need to circle the wound. It is often such a surprise to find it there, in us, when we had assumed arrows so painful only landed in the hearts of other people. Some of us spend decades screaming at the archer. Or at least for longer periods than are good for us. How to take the arrow out of the heart? How to learn to relieve our own pain? That is the question.

Bible say, Honor father and mother no matter what. Then after while every tune I got mad, or start to feels mad. I got sick. Felt like throwing up.Terrible feeling. Then I start to feel Nothing at all. Sofia Frown. Nothing at all? Well, sometime Mr._____ git on me pretty hard. I have to talk to Old Maker. But he my husband I shrug my shoulders.This life soon be over.I say.Heaven last all ways

He did not use these things anymore, and yet, the thought of letting them go made him sad. He felt they represented times in his life he could not recall without their presence. They represented stories

I'm mad about the waste that happens when people who love each other can't even bring themselves to talk.

I dead parting from them because in the short time we've been together they've been like family to me. Like family might have been, I mean.

It all I can do not to cry. I make myself wood. I say to myself, Celie, you a tree. That's how come I know trees fear man.

He love looking at Shug. I love looking at Shug. But Shug don't love looking at but one of us. Him. But that the way it spose to be. I know that. But if that so, why my heart hurt me so?

That though the heart is breaking, happiness can exist in a moment, also.

Two old fools left over from love

I talk to myself a lot, standing in front the mirror. Celie, I say, happiness was just a trick in your case. Just cause you never had any before Shug, you thought it was time to have some, and that it was gon last. Even thought you had the trees with you. The whole earth. The stars. But look at you. When Shug left, happiness desert.

It is a way of saying you must not live too much in your head. It is a way of reminding you to stay in your emotions, no matter how nutty they are; it is a way of saying, also, that craziness has value.

I recognized myself in Jane Eyre. It amazes me how many white people can't read themselves in black characters. I didn't feel any separation between me and Jane. We were tight.

Because he understood very well what was making her sick. For the first time in her life she had fallen in love at the same time that she had the experience necessary to know it would never work out.

He is a very sensitive soul who hears what isn't said as clearly as what is.

Sighing, Irene said, Why is it that we can love so much that which only makes us cry? Susannah thought for only a moment, and then, with certainty, she said: Because it is that which calls us home to the heart.

From paradise to paradise I go sweeping; collecting rocks & views; owning nothing but what I feel.

Now. Is this life or not? I be so calm. If she come, I be happy. If she don't, I be content.

Can you handle it? ast Shug. How I'm gon keep from killing him, I say.

I say it cause I'm a fool,' I say. 'I say it cause I'm jealous of you. I say it cause you do what I can't.