Quotes About Emotions

Oh, poor, poor fellow!' said Mrs. Elliot with a remorse that was sincere, though her congratulations would not have been.

She had deemed it unwise to reveal her soul.

But his heart had lit never to be quenched again, and one thing in him at last was real.

Self-pity? I see no moral objections to it, the smell drives people away, but that's a practical objection, and occasionally an advantage.

She asked if she could pray for her 'new father'—for the Italian!" "Did you let her?" "I got up without saying anything." "You must have felt just as you did when I wanted to pray for the devil." "He is the devil," cried Harriet. "No, Harriet; he is too vulgar.

Okuyucunun "Genç k?z Emerson'u seviyor" diye bir sonuca varmas? için her ÅŸey aç?kça ortada. EÄŸer okuyucu Lucy'nin yerinde olsayd?, durum bu kadar aç?k olmayacakt?. Hayat? yaÅŸad?ktan sonra yazmak kolayd?r, ama bizzat yaÅŸamak sersemleticidir ve arzular?m?z? gözden gizleyecek "sinir bozukluÄŸu" veya herhangi bir baÅŸka bahaneyi sevinçle kar??lar?z.

La vida es muy fácil contarla, pero enfurecedora practicarla, y damos la bienvenida a los "nervios" o a algún esquema que se adapte a nuestro personal deseo.

The crime of suicide lies in its disregard for the feelings of those whom we leave behind.

the state of nature is rather a state of injustice, of violence, of uncontrolled natural impulses, and of inhuman deeds and emotions.

O whitest so soft parchment where My poor divorced lips have written excellent Stanzas of kisses, and will write no more.

A Rattlesnake, if Cornered will become so angry it will bite itself. That is exactly what the harboring of hate and resentment against others is — a biting of oneself. We think we are harming others in holding these spites and hates, but the deeper harm is to ourselves.

A Rattlesnake, if Cornered will become so angry it will bite itself. That is exactly what the harboring of hate and resentment against others is - a biting of oneself. We think we are harming others in holding these spites and hates, but the deeper harm is to ourselves.

Last night When we were young Love was a star, A song unsung, Life was so new, So real, so right, Ages ago, Last night.

Love doesn't work that way. You don't meet one day and kiss and see sparkles the next. Real love takes time. They need to get to know each other, and when they do, then they might fall in love. They know next to nothing about each other now.

when all your smiles should be for me,

There are some persons whom we can never make happy. It is not in them to be so.

Whenever you think or you believe or you know, you're a lot of other people: but the moment you feel, you're nobody-but-yourself.

Still, he felt lonely and fell into the trap of pretending to prefer being alone, thus leading to further loneliness in a vicious circle of solitude that young men of a certain temperament build for themselves and then inhabit. But

if we want to avoid suffering, we must start with ourselves, because all suffering comes from our own desires.

It's much easier to wear your pain on the outside...

I think you can only be truly mad at someone you really love.— Grace Trevelyan

Placing my head on my knees, I let the irrational tears fall unrestrained. I am crying over the loss of something I never had. How ridiculous. Mourning something that never was - my dashed hopes, my dashed dreams, and my soured expectations.

A novelist is a person who lives in other people's skins.

A nasty letter or a sarcastic one can make you righteously angry, but what can you do about a polite letter of rejection? Nothing, really, except cry.