Quotes About Emotions

My wife is my closest friend. Sure, I'm attracted to her in every way possible, but that's not the answer. Because I've been attracted to other people, and I couldn't stand 'em after a while.

Personally, I don't mind a good cry. In fact, if I cry while chopping onions, I'll run to the bathroom mirror and recite one of my favorite lines from Poltergeist: "Don't you touch my babies!!!" It's the part where the kids are being sucked into the bedroom closet for the second time and JoBeth Williams is at HER WIT'S END! It's very dramatic.

I have been using art as a means to the emotions of life and reading into it the ideas of life.

Deep, choking sobs that sounded like his soul was being torn apart. He clutched at his father and Max took his in his arms. "I am so sorry dad." Kyle sobbed. "And I forgive you because that is what fahters do" said Max

We are often told that the next generation of literati won't have private libraries: everything will be in the computer. It's a rational solution, but that's probably what's wrong with it. Being book crazy is an aspect of love, and therefore scarcely rational at all.

I had to leave Paris the next morning. As always I would wonder why and start counting the days before I could go back. And then lose count and be lost again in the life that, by some strange twist of fate, I lived somewhere else. Au revoir Paris. Bonjour tristesse.

It is a sad farewell. You loved it all. You dream that you might keep it in your head But memories, where can you take them to? Take one last look at them. They end with you.

They cheer me because they all understand me, and they cheer you because no-one understands you. —CHARLES CHAPLIN TO ALBERT EINSTEIN AT THE 1931 PREMIERE OF CITY LIGHTS

a phrase among the refugees for how they felt about America: Dankbar aber ungülcklich (thankful but unhappy).

although his love affair with Madame Hugo was not calculated to reinforce it.

I look around for the friends that I used to turn to to pull me through. Looking into their eyes I see them running too.

And I was very shy as a kid if you sang me 'Happy Birthday ' I would cry. Quite shy. So the idea of being an actor, much less a model, was just out of this world.

This is the thing, I think often, that never occurs to you when you consider what it would be like to lose someone you love. That you would miss not just the flowers and kisses, but the totality of the experience. You miss the failures and little evils with as much desperation as you miss being held in the middle of the night.

Every time I look down on this timeless town Whether blue or gray be her skies. Whether loud be her cheers or soft be her tears, More and more do I realize: I love Paris in the springtime. I love Paris in the fall. I love Paris in the winter when it drizzles, I love Paris in the summer when it sizzles. I love Paris every moment, Every moment of the year. I love Paris, why, oh why do I love Paris? Because my love is near.

There are days when solitude, for someone my age, is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still others when it is a poison that makes you beat your head against the wall.

People who are perfectly sane and happy don't make good literature, alas.

Jealousy is not at all low, but it catches us humbled and bowed down, at first sight. For it is the only suffering that we endure without ever becoming used to it.

i heard on their lips the language of passion, of betrayal and jealousy, and sometimes despair - languages with which I was all too familiar.

what an ennobling sadness you lent to my evening's enjoyment.

We all go through that. Everyone's feeling a little out of sorts. No one knows exactly where he stands. Work is a wonderful way of putting you on your feet again, old boy

I have lived ten years of wild rovings, of conquests and discoveries, in those woods; the day when I have to leave them my heart will be very heavy.

My true friends always gave me this supreme proof of attachment: a spontaneous aversion to the men I loved.

Je sais très bien, depuis longtemps, que j'ai un cœur déraisonnable, mais, de le savoir, ça ne m'arrête pas du tout.

A woman claims as many native lands as she had happy love affairs, Likewise, she is born under every sky where she recovers from the pain of loving.