Quotes About Emotions

The kid looked up from her wampum and stared inscrutably at her and then, for the first time since Tracy bought her, Courtney smiled. A beatific sunbeam of a smile. Tracy beamed back, a bubble-burst of mixed emotion – ecstasy and agony in equal, confusing measure inside her – rising in her chest. Jesus. How did parents manage with this kind of stuff on a daily basis? She found herself blinking back tears.

but how could you spoil a child—by neglect, yes, but not by love. You had to give them all the love you could, even though giving that much love could cause you pain and anguish and horror and, in the end, love could destroy you.

The mistake,' Sylvie said, 'is thinking that love equates with happiness.')

She remembered holding Pamela's babies – remembered Teddy and Jimmy, too – how overwhelming the feelings of love and terror, the desperate desire to protect. How much stronger would those feelings be if it were her own child? Perhaps too strong to bear. Over

Don't seek out elaborate metaphors," her English teacher had said of her school essays, but her mother's death had revealed that there was no metaphor too ostentatious for grief. It was a terrible thing and demanded embellishment.

Sometimes," Sylvie said, "One can mistake gratitude for love.

Men ought to know that from the brain, and from the brain only, arise our pleasures, joy, laughter and jests, as well as our sorrows, pains, griefs, and tears.

Rare is the man who suffers no remorse as he passes from the state of confidant to that of rival.

What impropriety or limit can there be in our grief for a man so beloved?.

A true religious instinct never deprived man of one single joy; mournful faces and a sombre aspect are the conventional affectations of the weak-minded.

MAN: Kick him-he'll forgive you. Flatter him-he may or may not see through you. But ignore him and he'll hate you

Takes a man or a woman to say I'm sorry, and it takes a fool to walk away.

I don't know why it should be, I am sure; but the sight of another man asleep in bed when I am up, maddens me.

The best loved man or maid in the town would perish with anguish Could they hear all that their friends say in the course of a day.

Principally I hate and detest that animal called man; although I heartily love John, Peter, Thomas, and so forth.

foolish men say things in anger that they later regret and an angry tongue does not mean one is guilty.

I get to my feet when Chelsea fans sing 'Stand up if you hate Man U'. But though I hate them, I have to admire them too.

It is bad to suppress laughter. It goes back down to your hips. Man, when you lose your laugh you lose your footing.

No man wants to settle down. It happens. Eventually you're going to bump into somebody that makes you go, 'Hmm, I don't mind seeing this person every day.'

Man's love is of man's life a thing apart;Girls aren't like that.

Men are amazing. I love the way they are. They're consistently little boys, and they need to be nurtured and loved. But at the same time, they need to feel like men.

The love of your life won't be the man you end up with, and you'll always compare the two.

The person who can be only serious or only cheerful, is but half a man.

Man has no choice but to love. For when he does not, he finds his alternatives lie in loneliness, destruction and despair.