Quotes About Emotions

You must be the best judge of your own happiness.

She was sensible and clever, but eager in everything; her sorrows, her joys, could have no moderation.

Had I been in love, I could not have been more wretchedly blind. But vanity, not love, has been my folly.

No man is offended by another man's admiration of the woman he loves; it is the woman only who can make it a torment.

Do not let the behavior of others destroy your inner peace.

Know your own happiness.

There are as many forms of love as there are moments in time.

Dear Diary, Today I tried not to think about Mr. Knightly. I tried not to think about him when I discussed the menu with Cook... I tried not to think about him in the garden where I thrice plucked the petals off a daisy to acertain his feelings for Harriet. I don't think we should keep daisies in the garden, they really are a drab little flower. And I tried not to think about him when I went to bed, but something had to be done.

Eleanor went to her room where she was free to think and be wretched.

Friendship is really the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love.

The last few hours were certainly very painful, replied Anne: but when pain is over, the remembrance of it often becomes a pleasure. One does not love a place the less for having suffered in it, unless it has been all suffering, nothing but suffering-

They parted at last with mutual civility, and possibly a mutual desire of never meeting again.

I never wish to offend, but I am so foolishly shy, that I often seem negligent, when I am only kept back by my natural awkwardness. -Edward Ferrars

Elizabeth had never been more at a loss to make her feelings appear what they were not. It was necessary to laugh, when she would rather have cried.

And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.

Where the heart is really attached, I know very well how little one can be pleased with the attention of any body else.

Elinor could sit still no longer. She almost ran out of the room, and as soon as the door was closed, burst into tears of joy, which at first she thought would never cease.

We live at home, quiet, confined, and our feelings prey upon us.

I cannot think well of a man who sports with any woman's feelings; and there may often be a great deal more suffered than a stander-by can judge of.

Books--oh! no. I am sure we never read the same, or not with the same feelings. I am sorry you think so; but if that be the case, there can at least be no want of subject. We may compare our different opinions.

the more I know of the world, the more I am convinced that I shall never see a man whom I can really love.

But remember that the pain of parting from friends will be felt by everybody at times, whatever be their education or state. Know your own happiness. You want nothing but patience; or give it a more fascinating name: call it hope.

Of course I love her, but there are as many forms of love as there are moments in time.

Yes, I found myself, by insensible degrees, sincerely fond of her; and the happiest hours of my life were what I spent with her.