Quotes About Emotions

I carry the seeds of death within me and plant them wherever I linger long enough to love.

Being here alone with nothing to do, I've been thinking about myself too. Trying to understand why I hate myself so badly.

All is going well, very well, I couldn't ask for anything better— So why do I hate my life?

When you have a good romance, find ways to make their lives miserable and hellish...Do you think 'Titanic' would have been so popular if they had both lived? Not a prayer.

there were crimes and quarrels, alongside kindness and cooperation; there were people who loved each other and people who did not; it was a human world.

So you love me, said Petra softly when the kiss ended. I'm a raging mass of hormones thet I'm too young to understand, said Bean. You're a female of a closely related species. According to all the best primatologists, I really have no choice. That's nice, she said...

He would always speak the language of the heart with an awkward foreign accent.

Intellectual understanding does not always bring visceral belief.

I didn't want to hurt him! Ender cried. Why didn't he just leave me alone!

Sometimes happiness consists of finding the right balance of misery.

Once you understand what people really want, you can't hate them anymore. You can fear them, but you can't hate them, because you can always find the same desires in your own heart.

I've had your tears with mine, and you've had mine with yours. I think that's more intimate even than a kiss.

Everything we do means something, Ender realized. Them laughing. Me not laughing. He toyed with the idea of trying to be like the other boys. But he couldn't think of any jokes, and none of theirs seemed funny. Wherever their laughter came from, Ender couldn't find such a place in himself.

Love is random; fear is inevitable.

Isn't it possible, he wondered, for one person to love another without trying to own each other? Or is that buried so deep in our genes that we can never get it out? Territoriality.

The ways of love are strange and hard: The love you want is always barred; The love you have you want to change. The ways of love are hard and strange.

This is the Speaker for the Dead? Judging someone by appearances? Maybe I've fallen in love with Grego. You've always been a sucker for people who pee on you.

Well, I'm your man. I'm the bloody bastard you wanted when you had me spawned. I'm your tool, and what difference does it make if I hate the part of me that you most need? What difference does it make that when the little serpents killed me in the game, I agreed with them, and was glad.

Religion is tied to the deepest feelings people have. The love that arises from that stewing pot is the sweetest and strongest, but the hate is the hottest, and the anger is the most violent.

Your ego-depletion seems problematically difficult to assuage.

I knew her so well that I loved her, or maybe I loved her so well that I knew her. I didn't want to fight her anymore. I wanted to quit. I wanted to go home. So I blew up her planet.

Carn Carby left, and ender mentally added him to his private list of people who also qualified as human beings.

You don't know how to love people. You only know how to own them. And because people will never act just like you want them to, Mother, you'll always feel betrayed. And because eventually everybody dies, you'll always feel cheated. But you're the cheat, Mother. You're the one who uses our love for us to try to control us.

I can see by your face that I'll never persuade you. And that's surprising, because usually you at least try to see my side. I can see your side, said Cecily. I've got a much clearer view of it than you do, from over here on my side.