Quotes About Emotions

Living with life is very hard. Mostly we do our best to stifle life - to be tame or to be wanton. To be tranquillised or raging. Extremes have the same effect; they insulate us from the intensity of life. And extremes - whether of dullness or fury - successfully prevent feeling.

You don't have to ask a child about happy, you see it. They are or they are not. Adults talk about being happy because largely they are not.

Biz hissedecek ÅŸekilde tasarlar?mlan?p inÅŸa edildik, dolay?s?yla hiçbir zihinsel halimiz, hiçbir düÅŸüncemiz yoktur ki ayn? zamanda bir duygu durumu olmas?n. Hiçbirimiz a??r?, kald?rabileceÄŸimizden fazla hissetmeyiz, ancak baz?lar?m?z mümkün olduÄŸunca az hissedebilmek için elinden geleni yapar.

I was happy but happy is an adult word. You don't have to ask a child about happy, you see it. They are or they are not. Adults talk about being happy because largely they are not. Talking about it is the same as trying to catch the wind. Much easier to let it blow all over you. This is where I disagree with the philosophers. They talk about passionate things but there is no passion in them. Never talk happiness with a philosopher.

Just as they were driving off on his horrible Iron Curtain motor bike, he patted my arm, told me he knew, and forgave us both. There was only one thing I could do; mustering all my spit, I did it.

A sign of the times. But the times has so many signs that if we read them all we'd die of heartbreak.

You can pick up a book but a book can throw you across the room. A book can move you from a comfortable armchair to a rocky place where the sea is. A book can separate you from your husband, your wife, your children, all that you are. It can heal you out of a lifetime of pain. Books are kinetic, and like all huge forces, need to be handled with care.

That is what literature offers - a language powerful enough to say how it is. It isn't a hiding place. It is a finding place.

yet when she first left me i thought i had blood poisoning ,i couldn't forget her,now she seemed to have forgotten everything .it made me want to shake her ,to pull all my clothes in the middle of the street and yell remember this body time is a great deadener ,people forget, get bored, grow old , go away. she said that not much had happened between us anyway, historically speaking

When one has suffered or fears suffering, one pities those who suffer; but when one is suffering, one pities only oneself.

Hatred, as well as love, renders its votaries credulous.

It is difficult for an education in which the heart is involved to remain forever lost.

The sword wears out its sheath, as it is sometimes said. That is my story. My passions have made me live, and my passions have killed me. What passions, it may be asked. Trifles, the most childish things in the world. Yet they affected me as much as if the possessions of Helen, or the throne of the Universe, had been at stake.

El verdadero objeto de mis confesiones es hacer comprender exactamente mi interior en todas las situaciones.

Todo en la tierra está en un continuo flujo: nada conserva una forma constante y quieta, y los afectos nuestros, que se vinculan a las cosas exteriores, pasan y cambian necesariamente como ellas. Siempre delante o detrás de nosotros, recuerdan el pasado que ya no es o previenen el porvenir que por lo común no será: no hay ahí nada sólido a lo que el corazón pueda agarrarse.

My lack of success with women has always come from loving them too much

Flattery, or rather condescension, is not always a vice, it is more often a virtue, especially in young people. The kindness with which a man treats us attaches us to him; one does not give way to him in order to deceive him, one does so in order not to make him sad, not to return him harm for good.

Es singular que nunca se remonte más agradablemente mi imaginación como cuando me hallo en un estado menos agradable; y, al contrario, cuando todo ríe en derredor mío, entonces es menos risueña mi fantasía. Mi mala cabeza no puede sujetarse a la realidad. No puede embellecer, necesita crear.

La espada gasta la vaina, dice el proverbio. He aquí mi historia. He vivido de mis pasiones y mis pasiones me han matado.

It makes me feel very much what I believe I have said in some work, that remorse sleeps during a prosperous fate and grows sour in adversity

Hay más: el verdadero placer no se describe; sólo se siente, y tanto más cuanto menos puede describirse, porque no resulta de un conjunto de hechos sino de un estado permanente.

As she put it, she knew of nothing so ravishing as having a child whom she could whip whenever she was in a bad mood. (The Queen Fantasque)

No sabía emplear con ellos más que tres medios inútiles siempre y frecuentemente perniciosos con los niños: el sentimiento, los razonamientos y el enojo.

Sería preciso que mi ser moral fuera aniquilada para que la justicia se me volviera indiferente. El espectáculo de la injusticia y de la maldad hace aún que me hierva la sangre de cólera; los actos de virtud en que no veo ni fanfarronería ni ostentación me hacen siempre vibrar de alegría y todavía me arrancan dulces lágrimas.