Quotes About Emotions

So easy to not say what you think To not do what you want Hard to take rejection Easy to hurt someone else and not know it Easy to make it hard

I'll never forget how the depression and loneliness felt good and bad at the same time. Still does.

Loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better.

You don't make me feel like you used to. That's why I'm leaving That's why people leave each other They come to their senses and get selfish again.

Love heals scars love left

its no surprise to me that anyone hardly tells the truth about how they feel. The smart ones keep to themselves for good reason. Why would you want to tell anyone anything that's dear to you? Even when you like them and want nothing more than to be closer to them? It's so painful to be next to someone you feel so strongly about and know you can't say the things you want to.

It is not the gift, but the thought that counts.

The poets wrestle with the angel of sorrow till he leaves a blessing upon them.

Trouble is the next best thing to enjoyment; there is no fate in the world so horrible as to have no share in either its joys or sorrows

If we could read the secret history of our enemies, we should find in each man's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.

Good-night! good-night! as we so oft have said Beneath this roof at midnight, in the days That are no more, and shall no more return. Thou hast but taken up thy lamp and gone to bed; I stay a little longer, as one stays To cover up the embers that still burn.

Well has it been said that there is no grief like the grief which does not speak.

Every man has his secret sorrows which the world knows not; and often times we call a man cold when he is only sad.

If we could read the secret history of our enemies, we should find in each man's life sorrow and suffering enough to disarm all hostility.

I do not believe anyone can be perfectly well, who has a brain and a heart

Every heart has its secret sorrows which the world knows not, and oftentimes we call a man cold, when he is only sad.

A torn jacket is soon mended, but hard words bruise the heart of a child.

The heart, like the mind, has a memory. And in it are kept the most precious keepsakes.

There are things of which I may not speak; There are dreams that cannot die; There are thoughts that make the strong heart weak, And bring a pallor into the cheek, And a mist before the eye.

Never forget what a man says to you when he is angry.

No man is sane who does not know how to be insane on proper occasions.

In things pertaining to enthusiasm, no man is sane who does not know how to be insane on proper occasions.

There are materials enough in every man's mind to make a hell there.

Flowers have an expression of countenance as much as men or animals. Some seem to smile; some have a sad expression; some are pensive and diffident; others again are plain, honest and upright, like the broad-faced sunflower and the hollyhock.