Quotes About Emotions

The tumult of her mind was now painfully great. She knew not how to support herself, and, from actual weakness, sat down and cried for half an hour.

She longed to know what at the moment was passing in his mind—in what manner he thought of her, and whether, in defiance of everything, she was still dear to him. Perhaps he had been civil only because he felt himself at ease; yet there had been that in his voice which was not like ease. Whether he had felt more of pain or of pleasure in seeing her she could not tell, but he certainly had not seen her with composure.

How ill I have written. I begin to hate myself.

You men have none of you any hearts." 'If we have not hearts, we have eyes; and they give us torment enough.

Pentru firea mea, nu pun mana in foc. Este, cred, prea putin ingaduitoare; sigur, prea putin, pentru a conveni celorlalti. Nu pot uita prostiile si pacatele oamenilor atat de repede pe cat ar trebui, si nici ofensele pe care mi le aduc. Nu ma las impresionat de orice incercare ce s-ar face de a ma emotiona. Caracterul meu ar putea fi numit ranchiunos. Buna mea parere o data pierduta, este pierduta pentru vecie.

it was a misfortune of poetry, to be seldom safely enjoyed by those who enjoyed it completely.

I believe it often happens that a man, before he has quite made up his own mind, will distinguish the sister or intimate friend of the woman he is really thinking of more than the woman herself.

Next to being married, a girl likes to be crossed in love a little now and then. It is something to think of, and gives her a sort of distinction among her companions.

General uncivility is the very essence of love.

But a note had had been prepared and left for her, written in the very style to touch --a small mixture of reproach with a great deal of kindness

Marianne was silent; it was impossible for her to say what she did not feel, however trivial the occasion; and upon Elinor therefore the whole task of telling lies when politeness required it, always fell.

Though she liked him for his attentions, and thought them all, whether in friendship, admiration, or playfulness, extremely judicious, they were not winning back her heart.

but angry people are not always wise;

it was overwhelmed, buried, lost in those earlier feelings which I had been smarting under year after year. I could only think of you as one who had yielded, who had given me up....

What made you so shy of me, when you first called, and afterwards dined here? Why especially, when you called, did you look as if you did not care about me? Because you were grave and silent, and gave no encouragement. But I was embarrassed And so was I. You might have talked to me more when you came to dinner A man who had felt less, might.

when pain is over, the remembrance of it often becomes a pleasure. One does not love a place the less for having suffered in

cuando llegó el momento de la partida se entristeció tanto que le encargó a su hija que le escribiese e incluso prometió contestar a su carta.

I could not excuse a man's having more music than love — more ear than eye — a more acute sensibility to fine sounds than to my feelings.

But I will endeavour to banish every painful thought, and think only of what will make me happy.

There could have been no two hearts so open, no tastes so similar, no feelings so in unison, no countenances so beloved. Now they were as strangers; nay, worse than strangers, for they could never become acquainted. It was a perpetual estrangement. When he talked, she heard the same voice, and discerned the same mind.

Non vorrei mai offendere nessuno, ma sono così stupidamente timido che spesso sembro freddo e indifferente mentre invece sono trattenuto soltanto dalla mia goffaggine naturale.

It was gratifying to have inspired unconsciously so strong an affection.

I often think, said she, that there is nothing so bad as parting with one's friends. One seems so forlorn without them.

but yet it appeared to her so natural, so inevitable to strive against an inclination of that sort unrequited, that she could not comprehend its continuing very long in equal force.