Quotes About Emotions

Lee should leave, having just surrendered to Grant inside; but he's immobile. Some of the officers of both sides look at Lee, some can't bear it. Lee tries out various expressions: pride, defiance, blankness.

I've been writing poems since I was sixteen. Back then, poems were an obvious release for all the frustrations and anxieties associated with adolescence. Mostly, they were a way for me to impress girls, even though I never remember any girls being impressed.

remembering what she said about love trying to live with what I can't rise above.

When he was born, I looked at my little boy and felt an unconditional love I never knew was inside me. As he grew, and I watched him stagger about, squeak his first words, and turn into a beautiful little boy, that feeling did not change.

I am not . . . . . . my life story, the mind, the body, feelings, experiences of pain or pleasure, struggle, success or failure. I am not loneliness, stillness, frustration or compassion. I am not even what I think is my purpose, the seeking, the finding, or anything which is called a spiritual experience.

There was lots that could be done. But there was also nothing that could be done. My father was dying.

If the story that engenders the fear is dropped, I discover that all I am left with is a physical sensation which is raw and alive. Now it ceases to overrun me and quietly takes its place in existence. It is the same with physical or emotional pain. When I cease to own it I liberate myself from its bondage and see it simply as it is. If I cease to label suffering as bad, and mine, it is possible to allow it simply as energy in a certain form, and it can then begin to have its own flavour.

to love means to realize there is a time to let the beloved one go

I once read somewhere that, in any relationship, the one who cares the least is the one with all the power.

It's funny. You love something and one day it's suddenly gone or changed or lost forever. But somehow that doesn't stop your loving. Maybe that's how you know it's the real thing.

I love you but I'm not in love with you

Dont feel too bad, Harry. People break-up everyday, its not the end of the world..

Love is what's left when being in love has gone, okay? It's when you care about someone and you hope they're happy, but you're not under any illusions about them. Maybe that kind of love is not exciting and passionate and all those things that fade with time. All those things that you're so keen on. But in the end it's the only kind of love that really matters.

We are the only beings on the planet who lead such rich internal lives that it's not the events that matter most to us, but rather, it's how we interpret those events that will determine how we think about ourselves and how we will act in the future.

The truth is that we can learn to condition our minds, bodies, and emotions to link pain or pleasure to whatever we choose. By changing what we link pain and pleasure to, we will instantly change our behaviors.

Take control of your consistent emotions and begin to consciously and deliberately reshape your daily experience of life.

Energy is contagious. If you carry, negative energy around, you will attract negativity. Similarly, if you have positive energy, you attract positive energy including positive people.

Offering advice to an angry person is like congratulating a sleeping insomniac with a slap on the back.

je kunt je de vreugde van het ' zingen' niet voorstellen als je zelf nooit zingt zo kun je ook de weldaad van 'geloven' niet aanvoelen als je zelf niet geloofd

A person acts according to the knowledge internalized in his heart.

It is not the sound of w shouting for victory, or the sound of the cry of defeat, but the sound of singing that I hear.

Ah, Rosellini, el médico guapo y serio que se había enamorado perdidamente de ella y no se atrevía a decir con los labios lo que proclamaban a gritos sus ojos!

Los extravertidos, como Alicia, que echan fuera el lastre de sus emociones, tienen menos riesgo de enloquecer que los introvertidos que se guardan para sí las toxinas emotivas con las que acaban envenenándose por no saber o no querer eliminarlas.

Se la veía debatirse entre su deseo de dominar la congoja y la imposibilidad de evitarla. La dejó llorar. El llanto es una descarga de la emotividad. Cuando ésta llega a un punto grave de concentración es preciso abrir compuertas al alma. Y el llanto, a veces, es su mejor cauce.