Quotes About Emotions

I've never enjoyed myself. I'm incapable of enjoying myself. There's just some people who don't enjoy themselves very much.

Bitterness imprisons life; love releases it

Accept the fact that girls squeal when they're happy or confused or excited or scared or because they just saw a certain boy in line.

He understood very well that it was just because of this intimacy that their marriage had not survived.

Perhaps you knew for sure when you loved someone, but then she'd never loved anyone yet, and perhaps she would have to accept that she never would.

Ik wilde dat ik het vermogen had om uiting te geven aan mijn gevoelens. Jammer genoeg kan ik dat niet; maar ik troost mij met de gedachte, dat degene die het wel kan die gevoelens misschien niet bezit.

It is easier to act yourself into a new way of feeling than to feel yourself into a new way of acting.

All the lights couldn't put out the dark Runnin' through my heart

Unrequited love is beautiful, its so beautiful that it teaches you a lot of lessons that you could never have learnt other wise, for example you really can feel money cant buy you happiness. No amount of money can make her love you back.

Artus führte die Frau und den Mann und doch folgten ihm beide nicht, wie ich euch jetzt erklären will: sie tauschten beide untereinander die Herzen, die Dame und Herr Iwein: Artus folgten ihr Herz und er selbst, und zurück blieben sein Herz und die Frau.

Nobody likes being alone that much. I don't go out of my way to make friends, that's all. It just leads to disappointment.

It's like Tolstoy said. Happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story.

Despite your best efforts, people are going to be hurt when it's time for them to be hurt.

I lost some of my friends because I got so famous, people who just assumed that I would be different now. I felt like everyone hated me. That is the most unhappy time of my life.

Why do people have to be this lonely? What's the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?

Being with her I feel a pain, like a frozen knife stuck in my chest. An awful pain, but the funny thing is I'm thankful for it. It's like that frozen pain and my very existence are one. The pain is an anchor, mooring me here.

Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.

I think you still love me, but we can't escape the fact that I'm not enough for you. I knew this was going to happen. So I'm not blaming you for falling in love with another woman. I'm not angry, either. I should be, but I'm not. I just feel pain. A lot of pain. I thought I could imagine how much this would hurt, but I was wrong.

No matter how much suffering you went through, you never wanted to let go of those memories.

It's like Tolstoy said. Happiness is an allegory, unhappiness a story .

There is a subtle danger that leads people away from religion, prevents them from submitting to God as their Lord, and ultimately, brings numerous other forms of trouble and distress upon them. This danger is ROMANTICISM, which leads people to live, not according to their reason, but according to their emotions; that is, according to their desires, hatreds, their susceptibility to temptations and their whims.

I am thinking about how it feels to be a no one in the life of someone you love.

There is a red line of intimacy that's been crossed. Exes know things about each other that friends never could. You've altered each other's emotional DNA. You can be friendly with an ex, but exes cannot be friends.

She likes me.  I can tell.  Problem is, she won't admit that to the boyfriends she brings over.