Quotes About Emotions

But the thing that's wrong with Danny is more like, he wants friends but doesn't know how to navigate that, and he doesn't handle his own feelings particularly well, and so everybody finds him annoying.

The worst memories stick with us, while the nice ones always seem to slip through our fingers.

Life's not that simple. Not so easy to move on when the anger you've got is what keeps you going.

I don't understand, Jem. I don't understand why you'd leave me. Why would you that?

If you've found someone who loves you – that's the most important thing of all. If you've got that, then you should appreciate every damn second with them.

Allí de rodillas lo abracé, le acaricié la espalda y el pelo y ambos lloramos juntos. No había palabras para expresar lo que sentíamos; las lágrimas lo decían por nosotros: el terror, el alivio, el amor y la pena todo mezclado en la sal.

Sometimes when I ask people to tell me their story they tell me about their achievements, what they have acquired or built over a lifetime. So many of us do not know our own story. A story about who we are, not what we have done. About what we have faced to build what we have built, what we have drawn upon and risked to do it, what we have felt, thought, feared, and discovered through the events of our lives. The real story that belongs to us alone.

Présente je vous fuis; absente, je vous trouve; Dans le fond des forêts votre image me suit

But her eyes would look cold, though her voice might be gentle, and her hand when it fondled would be tentative, unwilling. The hand would be making an effort to fondle, and Stephen would be conscious of that effort. Then looking up at the calm, lovely face, Stephen would be filled with a sudden contrition, with a sudden deep sense of her own shortcomings; she would long to blurt all this out to her mother, yet would stand there tongue-tied, saying nothing at all.

she had not yet learnt that the loneliest place in this world is the no-man's-land of sex.

Writing, it was like a heavenly balm, it was like the flowing out of deep waters, it was like the lifting of a load from the spirit; it brought with it a sense of relief, of assuagement.

After she had gone he sat on alone, and the lie was still bitter to his spirit as he sat there, and he covered his face for the shame that was in him - but because of the love that was in him he wept.

For at moments such is the blindness and folly, yet withal the redeeming glory of love.

Yes, that's why I'm so frightened, you make me feel strong—

one day I am gonna grow wings a chemical reaction hysterical but useless hysterical and a let down

I'll laugh until my head comes off".

One day I am gonna grow wings A chemical reaction Hysterical and useless Hysterical and Let down and hanging around Crushed like a bug in the ground Let down and hanging around

We sleep together in the dark but confuse light with love.

What does that matter when he makes me happy?" There was an adjustment her mother made then, a slight giving in, a relaxing of her shoulders, as if she wondered for just a moment what that kind of freedom might feel like.

She felt like the crushed petals of a violet, dark and limp. No, no, no. She bit her knuckle until she tasted blood. Cy was gone.

And it wasn't as if she could talk about it with Samuel, couldn't even imagine talking about it. Eventually she saw sex as part of being a wife.

like upending the whole table, running until her lungs burned and her insides retched. With little wind

You know what they say. Don't be sorry that it ended. Be glad that it happened.

Once, she had ridden her bicycle into a fence just because he had happened to drive past and wave at her.