Quotes About Emotions

Then I fell in love and everything went to hell.

I knew I had been lonely, Mem, yet I had no understanding of my desolation until my skin was finally touched.

He wished to kneel beside him and pray. It was not shyness prevented him from doing it on Southampton railway station...It was the fear of being overcome with emotion. This was his flaw, the crack in his clay, and the more dreadful for being so unexpected...

Riga. My father is still angry with you

They loved and reviled Hitler like no other twentieth-century politician.

True, nineteenth-century diaries and letters offer scattered evidence of wives governing, even bullying, their husbands. They did so commanding a varied repertory of techniques that included tears, hysterical seizures, and ostentatious displays of swooning vulnerability. In that weakness there was indeed strength.

Io sono un uomo che ha imparato che la sopravvivenza è il senso della vita, e che la paura e l'odio sono le uniche emozioni. Quello che non puoi superare con l'odio lo devi temere. E ogni giorno è più difficile odiare e più facile avere paura.

A knot of women bursts through the glass door behind us. They slump onto the kerb, weeping and rocking on their haunches. Some have babies tied to their backs in white crocheted shawls. Their grief is raw and fierce, unmediated. A couple of men in ragged jackets stand by, embarrassed and self-conscious, and a gaggle of bewildered toddlers with mango-smeared mouths look up with wide almond eyes.

Shame, and its offspring, secrecy. The

the window for hours. He wouldn't talk to anyone. The players whispered that Joe and his first wife, Dorothy, had been dating, trying to get back together

In each case, the children who initially received the person-oriented praise, "You are a good drawer," responded less positively. The slightly different, but more process-oriented "You did a good job drawing" produced more positive responses in the children. The difference was particularly marked in the question regarding whether they felt happy or sad.

When you added dialogue to your piece, I really understood how Amy [the character] felt." This is not so much praise as a causal statement—you did this [added dialogue], with this consequence [I understood how the character felt]. Causal process statements are at the heart of building agency.

Feelings, too, are socialized—we learn what they are, or rather, we acquire meanings for them.

En otras ocasiones ella hacía con sus relatos planes para el futuro: <>. Ahora callaba. Intentó conmoverla con recuerdos comunes, pero tampoco respondió a ellos. Las antiguas bromas, que siempre la hacían reír, la dejaron impertérrita. ¡No quería seguir los juegos tácitamente acordados!

I was fine till the finger, I say to myself, as I shift to reverse. You don't flip off Gilbert Grape. Let that be known.

Most of us know that our heart is our center, not our head. But apologetics gets at the heart through the head. The head is important precisely because it is a gate to the heart. We can love only what we know.

The only way God can strengthen his presence in our will is to weaken his presence in our feelings. Otherwise we would become spiritual cripples, unable to walk without emotional crutches. This is why he gives us dryness, sufferings, and failures.

Feelings are wonderful decorations, but they are not a foundation to build on.

Feelings, like waves, look more substantial than they are.

Faith is like a rock; feelings are like waves.

Live a life of love, especially the love of God, and observe the joy of it. Live a life of lovelessness and observe the joylessness of it.

We too can love with the will even when we do not have loving emotions or feelings. We make this distinction toward ourselves quite easily, so we should be able to do it toward others too when necessary.

Christ deliberately hides Himself, disguises Himself, gives no physical sign of His Real Presence in the Eucharist, for a crucially important purpose: to test and elicit and strengthen our faith. If we saw miraculous signs in every Eucharist, or if the Eucharistic bread and wine had no taste, like other bread and wine, or even if we felt unique feelings each time we received the Eucharist, our faith would be less strong because it would have sensible or emotional crutches to lean on.

Even though we hate some of the things we do or feel, we hate them only because we love ourselves. We feel we are unworthy of such bad stuff.