Quotes About Emotions

When we encounter personal problems, those things most deeply personal are the most difficult to bring out for our logic to scan.

He felt the inability to grieve as a terrible flaw.

Concealed behind strong barriers the heart becomes ice.

She's the One all right," she muttered. "Poor thing.

But it's a human trait that when we encounter personal problems, those things most deeply personal are the most difficult to bring out for our logic to scan. We tend to flounder around, blaming everything but the actual, deep-seated thing that's really chewing on us.

Sad? Nonsense! Parting with friends is a sadness. A place is only a place." He glanced at the charts on the table. "And Arrakis is just another place.

It should be one of the tests," the old woman said. "Humans are almost always lonely.

What terrible things we do to those we love!

Fannie Mae had aroused his anger, then reduced his anger to verbal breast-beating, and finally to silent hurt. Still, the love remained. Why?

Think of all those experiences, the wisdom they'd bring. But wisdom tempers love, doesn't it? And it puts a new shape on hate.

The man without emotions is the one to fear.

And then he remembered Hawat's words: Parting with people is a sadness; a place is only a place.

Within his head were wars, uncounted lives parceling out their ancient memories: violent accidents, love's languor, the colors of many places and many faces... the buried sorrows and leaping joys of multitudes. He heard elegies to springs on planets which no longer existed, green dances and firelight, wails and halloos, a harvest of conversations without number. Their assault was hardest to bear at nightfall in the open.

Why do I so often greet the night out here?' he asked himself. He did not feel Ghanima withdraw her hand. 'You know why you torment yourself this way,' she said. He heard the gentle chiding in her voice. Yes, he knew. The answer lay there in his awareness, obvious: Because that great known-unknown within moves me like a wave. He felt the cresting of his past as though he rode a surfboard.

Jessica, have you ever stopped hating me?" the old woman asked. "I both love and hate you," Jessica said. "The hate—that's from pains I must never forget. The love—that's…." "Just the basic fact," the old woman said

he really cared for Fannie Mae! He admired her . . . and she could hurt him because he admired her and felt . . . felt this way.

Un vehemente cataclismo de colores inundó el cielo mientras el astro desaparecía tras el horizonte.

One of the most terrible moments in a boy's life," Paul said, "is when he discovers his father and mother are human beings who share a love that he can never quite taste. It's a loss, an awakening to the fact that the world is there and here and we are in it alone. The moment carries its own truth; you can't evade it.

Storms beget storms. Rage begets rage. Revenge begets revenge. Wars beget wars.

The man without emotions is the one to fear. But deep emotions…ah, now, those can be bent to your needs.

A time of love and a time of grief.

How often it is that the angry man rages denial of what his inner self is telling him. —FROM "COLLECTED SAYINGS OF MUAD'DIB

And he recognized that there was a deep emotional difference between history as recorded on shigawire and read at leisure, a deep difference between that kind of history and the history which one lived. This new living history which he felt gathering around him possessed a sense of plunging into an irreversible future.

I'll give you my father's answer to those who act without thinking: 'A stone is heavy and the sand is weighty; but a fool's wrath is heavier than them both.