Quotes About Emotions

she knew from experience that touch and weird is preferable to pathetic and vulnerable

No substitute for the living, perhaps, but I wasn't given a choice. I could take solace in their presence or I could fall down in a heap, lamenting what I'd lost.

I shrank back, my face flaming as if I'd been struck. And in that moment something changed. I didn't trust her anymore. When she cried, I felt numb. After that, she called me heartless, unfeeling. And maybe I was. A

Maybe humans are like that, she thought. Maybe the moments that meant something to you and the people you've loved over the years are the rings. Maybe what you thought you'd lost is still there, inside of you, giving you strength.

as a week. She's been spanked with a spatula, slapped across

The expression of emotion does not come naturally, so you learn to fake it. To pretend. To display an empathy you don't actually feel.

father's drinking—did I mention that?

Everyone thinks you're so strong and self-confident, but inside you're a frightened child, waiting to suffer betrayal again from those who should love you most.

There is an old Chinese saying, "Write your sorrows in sand and etch your joys in stone.

Children need to be moral more than they need to be in touch with their feelings. They need to be well educated more than they need classroom self-esteem exercises and support groups. Nor are they improved by having their femininity or masculinity "reinvented." Emotional fixes are not the answer. Genuine self-esteem comes with pride in achievement, which is the fruit of disciplined effort.

I enjoy being happy every day, and hopefully you can hear my happiness in my music. Life is beautiful.

Everything, I think, about acting is based on imagination.

Better by far you should forget and smile than you should remember and be sad.

Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of thoughts that I once had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad.

For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad.

For all night long I dreamed of you: I woke and prayed against my will, Then slept to dream of you again.

I weep as I have never wept: Oh it was summer when I slept, It's winter now I waken.

My garden-plot I have not kept; Faded and all-forsaken, I weep as I have never wept: Oh it was summer when I slept, It's winter now I waken.

A Daughter of Eve... My garden-plot I have not kept; Faded and all-forsaken, I weep as I have never wept: Oh it was summer when I slept, It's winter now I waken.

My tears were swallowed by the sea; Her songs died on the air.

She said she hated my children—her own children, Looloo-dirl, her own children!

He wanted to be angry, his mission was was to be angry, and he had nothing to be angry about; the world would not let him rave, this was the great injustice he suffered from.

She would never again try to knit even one stitch in the long chain of their married life. She hated all that was to come.

I'll find a way. There must be a way. And I'll take my children from you. The man who loves children! You can have your own. That's all you really care about