Quotes About Emotions

I'm. Not. Stupid." "I never thought you were," I said, which was actually true: amazingly scatterbrained, yes, but not stupid. "Is that why you're crying?" She

joy. For the first time in my memory, as these passionate strange sensations washed over and through me and finally out and away—for the first time ever I felt something new, different, and unwelcome. I was afraid.

For the first time in my memory, as these passionate strange sensations washed over and through me and finally out and away—for the first time ever I felt something new, different, and unwelcome. I was afraid. I could not say why, or of what, which made it much worse, a lonely unknown fear that roiled through me and echoed off the empty places and drove away everything but the picture of that bull's head and the fear.

loud musical voices from the bottom floor of your brain that try to send you reeling along the path, no matter how urgent they have become in the rippling light of the moon.

Well, come on, Debs," I said, and I admit I was a little peevish. "You knew this would happen, and it happened, so why should it bother you?" She

Fuck you," Alvarez said. Deke snorted, either a laugh, or perhaps some small particle of food had gotten flossed out and become lodged in his nose.

He slapped one hand against the breech of the Thompson, slapped again, pulsing frustration, and said aloud, "Dammit!

The wife's list, no matter how long or short, communicates to the husband, I don't like you. I don't accept you. But if you perform the way I think you should, then I will like and accept you. And no matter how long the husband's list may be, it says in like manner to his wife, I don't like you either. But if you stop caring about things so much, if you stop feeling the way you feel and noticing the things you notice, then I will accept and like you.

I'm really not the cold fish everyone thinks I am.

That's what happens in love. In the shaded portions where the two spheres of different lives meet, certain fundamentals—moods, loves, fears, angers—can't be hidden. That's the contract.

Boys groped, boys dissed, boys put you down. But it was the girls who made you bleed

Never waste time on anger.

Trying to outrun the blues, I guess. Sometimes I do, sometimes I don't.

sometimes an abundance of sympathy can be more overwhelming than solitude. Giles

You are so silly sometimes, Jess. I fell in love with you, and I don't give a damn who your

SHE ONLY stopped screaming when she died. It was then that he started to scream. The

When does that moment come, Emma wondered, when mothers stop kissing their children, and young men start kissing their mothers?

sometimes an abundance of sympathy can be more overwhelming than solitude.

Are you all right, my luv?" asked a lady who had moved from the other side of the carriage to sit next to Old Jack. "Yes, thank you," he said, the tears streaming down his face. "It's just that I was released from prison today.

Your child acts this way because she doesn't know how else to handle her difficult thoughts and feelings.

breaking up with a boyfriend or girlfriend. While depression

to acknowledge to ourselves how fear-based our lives and our decisions can be, and how inexperienced we are at facing and freeing ourselves from the inner workings of such pervasive and potentially destructive mental states.

humans have a profound ability both to cooperate and nurture and to shun others and fight.8 In our advanced technological age, with the capacity of our weapons to end human life, our ability to master our baser emotions and channel them toward constructive and cooperative outcomes will provide the basis for our survival.

We exist in a bizarre combination of Stone Age emotions, medieval beliefs, and god-like technology. That, in a nutshell, is how we have lurched into the early twenty-first century."9