Quotes About Emotions

I don't think we should do this anymore.' 'Do what?' 'Go out.' He laughs and pulls me closer. 'What are you talking about?' I don't normally have to break up with anyone. Usually they do it for me, or I leave the state or the country. I don't have to spell it out very often.

Acting childish seems to come naturally, but acting like an adult, no matter how old we are, just doesn't come easy to us.

Music helps us to both articulate & express our emotions in a manner that's publicly acceptable.

Singing is a little bit like the Halloween of emotions. It allows us to put on any costume we want; to become any character we need to express at any given moment; to instantly feel better and to do so in a way that is generally more publicly acceptable.

Singing is exercise for the soul.

If ones bowels move, one is happy; and if they don't move, one is unhappy. That is all there is to it.

The critical mind is too thin and cold, thinking itself will help little and reason will be of small avail; only the spirit of reasonableness, a sort of warm, glowing, emotional and intuitive thinking, joined with compassion, will insure us against a reversion to our ancestral type. Only the development of our life to bring it into harmony with our instincts can save us. I consider the education of our senses and our emotions rather more important than the education of our ideas.

I can see no other reason for the existence of art and poetry and religion except as they tend to restore in us a freshness of vision and more emotional glamour and more vital sense of life.

The fonder you are of your ideals, the greater your heartbreaks.

If one's bowels move, one is happy, and if they don't move, one is unhappy. That is all there is to it.

The purpose of a short story is ... that the reader shall come away with the satisfactory feeling that a particular insight into human character has been gained, or that his (or her) knowledge of life has been deepened, or that pity, love or sympathy for a human being is awakened.

If we have no friends, we have no pleasure; and if we have them, we are sure to lose them, and be doubly pained by the loss.

All the strange, checkered past seems to crowd upon my mind.

It's a useful exercise to forbid yourself the use of keynote words such as 'fury' or 'jealous' when dramatizing an emotional condition.

crying by this time, but so was I, and I wasn't ashamed. Grief had a way of sneaking up on a person. It lay in wait and pounced when your back was turned. Or it clung with sticky fingers twenty-four/seven, giving no reprieve.

Sagacity did not magically arrive with age. As his family grew, so did his affections. The deeper he loved, the more easily he was injured. His heart had not become reinforced. It had softened--and ripened. It was a larger target and far more easily rent.

That's the thing about loving someone. You no longer own your heart, and that small, beating organ can turn on you without warning and shred you from the inside out.

I don't know if I love him. I'm not sure what love is, or if I'm qualified to make that proclamation.

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

outrage, anger, a keen sense of injustice. Contrary to popular belief, those kinds of emotions are not a cop's best friend, particularly if you're female and trying to maintain some semblance of credibility.

Crimes like this baffle the mind. They break your heart. They'll tear you up inside if you let them.

I was desperate to stop poisoning myself with anger, and to connect with others.

Oh, why did people have to be seperated before they understood how much they meant to each other?

I learn," she whispered, "that if you love somebody . . ." Slowly she lifted her face and looked straight into his eyes, the American way. "If you love somebody, you just better let them know while you still can.