Quotes About Emotions

Love is a check, that can be forged, that can be cashed. Love is a payment that comes due.

I felt beautiful but also interrupted. I wasn't used to being so complicated.

here, here is my dark world. you carry it for a change. im out

Just make sure nothing is wasted. Take notes. Remember it all, every insult, every tear. Tattoo it on the inside of your mind. In life, knowledge of poisons is essential. I've told you, nobody becomes an artist unless they have to.

Love humiliates you, hatred cradles you.

And in one drawer, twenty-seven names for tears. Heartdew. Griefhoney. Sadwater. Die Tranen. Eau de douleur. Los rios del corazon.

Love could never bloom in a concrete block room.

I could hear the icy winds of Sweden, but he didn't seem to feel the chill.

Who can judge another man's suffering?

The way Starr felt in church, that's how I felt at the art museum, both safe and elevated.

Isn't it funny. I'm enjoying my hatred so much more than I ever enjoyed love. Love is temperamental. Tiring. It makes demands. Love uses you, changes its mind. But hatred, now, that's something you can use. Sculpt. Wield. It's hard, or soft, however you need it. Love humiliates you, but Hatred cradles you. It's so soothing. I feel infinitely better now.

I felt my guilt like a brand.

He had loved her, but he hated himself more.

This was how girls left. They packed up their suitcases and walked away in high heels. They pretended they weren't crying, that it wasn't the worst day of their lives.

I'd spent the last three years trying to build up some kind of a skin, so I wouldn't drip with blood every time I brushed up against something.

They say time heals all wounds but they're lying

He'd loved her, he had. And he knew she loved him, he knew it! But it wasn't enough. She couldn't have imagined such a thing was possible. Love wasn't enough

What did it mean, that the two people she loved best in the world hated each other? It was the sides of herself, irreconcilable.

She usually loved this band, but today their cheerfulness made her want to crash the car.

Things touched Claire. Maybe too much, but at least they touched her. She couldn't twist things around in her mind, make the ends come out right.

We tried not to be in the same room at the same time when Starr was home, we set the air on fire between us.

This ragged heart, she said, pulling at her kimono. I should rip it out and bury it for compost.

Never let a man stay the night. Dawn has a way of casting a pall on any night magic.

cariño, eso es lo que pasa cuando te enamoras. Estás viendo una catástrofe de la naturaleza.