Quotes About Emotions

The very worst thing, she was certain, was not human misery, but its nakedness, and the naked witness of others.

He readied himself for an outburst of anger that never happened. So he became angry for her and tried not to show it in her presence.

For so long, I've only had one-sided feelings for other people. I've completely forgotten how good it feels to be loved.

Che bisogno hai di cambiare? Per me va benissimo essere l'unico a capire ciò che provi! Così è come se fossi tutto mio, no?

If you are in a bad mood go for a walk.If you are still in a bad mood go for another walk.

The worst kind of pain is when you're smiling just to stop the tears from falling.

My Heart is Bounding! I can fly anywhere as long as I'm with the Nakama I Love!!!" ~Leevy

Don't judge me unless you have looked through my eyes, experienced what I went through and cried as many tears as me. Until then back-off, cause you have no idea.

Feelings are connection. They surpass time, and find their way back to the people you love.

Why is it?.. I'm so sad and so lonely. But the tears just won't come.

Care too little, you lose them. Care too much, you get hurt

Above anyone else, I hold a grudge against the world. But.. but even more than that, I have begun to love this man. — Anna Kyoyama

Io odio tutti gli esseri umani. Il mio rancore è immenso! […] Sono la persona che più odia questo mondo. Ma… Ora provo amore per questo ragazzo… Ed è molto più forte del rancore nei confronti del mondo…

Even love matures. It's like a flower. Cherish it while it blooms.

There's nothing worse than not knowing how the one you love feels about you. Of course, in a way, it's not knowing that makes love so exciting...

I'll try to see you as just a friend, but it's gonna take a while. So please be patient, okay? Let me be in love with you for just a little longer.

The reason I'm keeping her secret for her, pretending that I don't know she's a girl is because I don't want to lose her. And that's exactly why I can't let her know that I know.

And I remember this man who never ran out of poems telling me once that 'knowing a book by heart is like carrying a house inside your chest.

The man continued looking at me, refusing to comment. Uncle Mahmoud tried to speak for him: "Who can blame him? He's tired of people.

My father is both dead and alive. I do not have a grammar for him. He is in the past, present and future. Even if I had held his hand, and felt it slacken, as he exhaled his last breath, I would still, I believe, every time I refer to him, pause to search for the right tense. I suspect many men who have buried their fathers feel the same. I am no different. I live, as we all live, in the aftermath.

My silence made her say things she didn't need to say..

There and then, sitting beside her and within the strength of my adoration, I felt invincible.

And I remember this man who never ran out of poems telling me once that knowing a book by heart is like carrying a house inside your chest.

There are times when my father's absence is as heavy as a child sitting on my chest.