Quotes About Emotions

There is no greater sorrow Than to recall a happy time When miserable.

There is no greater sorrow than to recall happiness in times of misery.

Sé lo que estás pensando: ¿Pero qué debo hacer si ella ni siquiera es mía? Aun así, no bajes los brazos, tú puedes enamorarla, solo tienes que trabajar más duro. Ella se va a dar cuenta de que se topó con alguien que la valora más que, incluso, aquella persona que a lo mejor está a su lado. El llegar último a su corazón no significa que eres el menos importante en su vida, significa que los anteriores no han sido tan especiales como para quedarse.

en los aeropuertos se ven besos más sinceros que en las bodas. Y los muros de los hospitales han escuchado oraciones más reales que las iglesias.

Es increíble que una persona que acaba de entrar en tu vida pueda demostrarte más sentimientos que otras personas que han estado ahí siempre…

J'écris à voix haute dans mon coeur.

But I treasure those nightmares. They're the only thing that's left of my life from before.

Alors qu'au Nord, la vie est rythmée par des saisons très contrastées ou tout se joue : les émotions comme l'économie. À chaque nouvelle saison, on a l'impression d'habiter une nouvelle ville. Elle nous entraîne dans une farandole : de nouveaux habits, un nouveau discours (on parle de chose différente d'une saison à l'autres), un nouveau sport, nouveaux débats politiques, une nouvelle cuisine. La vie est différente à chaque nouvelle saison.

Sometimes, solitude is worse than hunger.

Another human being's suffering is not magically erased because the person who caused it says that they didn't mean to do it.

It's inconvenient and it's maddening and it's frustrating and it's sometimes painfully difficult to love another person, even or especially our own child. But this love is our spiritual practice. It is our work and our task down here on this mortal coil. It is not only the oxygen that we offer to our children, it's what makes us able to breathe, ourselves.

You know, I tried not to think of this place. I tried to let it go. To leave it behind. But it always came back to me, in my dreams. I'd dream about these details, these objects and people and places I'd left behind, and I'd wake up crying.

He seemed particularly insistent. I both did and didn't want to be left alone at the house with my mother. There was an aching in my chest that surprised me, and my eyes were watering up against my will.

Ma chère, si vous ne valez pas la peine d'être aimée, vous ne valez pas la peine non plus d'être haïe.

And Greg,' she said, turning her face up to him, 'it's stupid and childish, and utterly ridiculous for you to be jealous of my mother! You've never seen that I can love anyone else without detracting from my love for you. I suppose because you had no family of your own, you can't see that love isn't like that - it has no limits, it just stretches to accommodate more people all the time, and it doesn't become thinner in the process, only deeper and richer...

How lucky Drew was to have this mother of hers, this constant, reliable, if at times irritating presence in her life--this mother, like so many other mothers, beloved and blamed. Lucky she was to have experience, through her mother, the twisted intricaciesof deep, and deeply complex, love.

Certain feelings and actions become decisions, rather than the other way around.

In fact, Drew herself had felt shaken, at the reality of those pictures, at their silent reminder - that the people we are closest to can disappear like that, even the people most rooted in our lives, the ones we think of as constant. They too, like Drew herself, would at some point exist merely in images - photographs, recollections.

She is shaking, nearly dizzy, alarmed by her own cruelty. It is the first time she has ever felt within herself something so awful - this enormous capacity for betrayal.

The face is more honest than the mouth will ever be.

Nothing we do or say in this lifetime will matter as much as the way we loved each other.

Sometimes I see myself fine, sometimes I need a witness. And I like the whole truth, but there are nights I only need forgiveness.

Therapy was the biggest romance of my life.

And I will write this down / And then I will not be alone again