Quotes About Emotions

Game over, you say, and I don't know which I take more exception to-- the fact that you say its over, or the fact that you say it's a game.

Its a fine line between love and stalking.

The unwarranted devotion. Putting up with the fear of being with the wrong person because you can't deal with the fear of being alone. The hope tinged with doubt, and the doubt tinged with hope. Every time I see these feelings in someone else's face, it weighs me down.

People take love's continuity for granted, just as they take their body's continuity for granted. They don't realize that the best thing about love is its regular presence.

What I learned The well-documented difference Between alone and lonely The comfort of knowing

Breathing is hard. When you cry so much, it makes you realize that breathing is hard.

I want to take back at least half of the "I love you"s, because I didn't mean them as much as the other ones.

I'm ready to lose myself, but I'm not ready to lose you. I'm ready to find myself, But I'm not ready for you to know what I find.

hurt tends to drown out sorry.

I'm sorry, he says. I don't usually like people. So when I do, part of me is really amused and the other part refuses to believe it's happening.

I feel such a tenderness for these vulnerable nighttime conversations, the way words take a different shape in the air when there's no light in the room.

No, really,' I said. 'I think she's great. And I honestly like her about twenty more times now than I did when we were dating. But love needs to have a future. And Sofia and I don't have a future. We've just had a good time sharing the present, that's all.

So what do you have to confess now? I don't know why I'm saying any of this, except that is the truth. I'm confessing that I don't know if I'm ready for this. What is 'this'? Being open. Being hurt. Liking. Not being liked. Seeing the flicker on. Seeing the flicker off. Leaping. Falling. Crashing.

There are boys so enraptured by love that they can't get their hearts to slow down enough to get some rest, and other boys so damaged by love that they can't stop picking at their pain.

Please may this not be a game. Please may this not be a game. Because if it's a game, I know I'm going to lose.

When you break someone's heart, you also break yours.

Our moments are music, and sometimes – just sometimes – we can catch them and put them into some lasting form. If we didn't have music, I don't think we could ever be truly happy, and if we didn't have special moments, we would never find music.

it's gonna hurt because it matters.

She stays in the same spot, anchored by the profound, desperate loneliness of a bad relationship.

taciturn , adj. There are days you come home silent. You say words, but you're still silent. I used to bombard you with conversational crowbars, but now I simply let the apartment fall mute. I hear you in the room -- turning on music, typing on the keys, getting up for a drink, shifting in your chair. I try to have my conversation with those sounds.

Why do we feel the need to disconnect in order to connect?

But he can also be incredibly sweet. And I know that, deep down, I mean the world to him. Deep down? That sounds like settling to me. You shouldn't have to venture deep down in order to get to love.

You can be naked with someone and remain unknowable. You can be someone's secret without ever knowing what the full secret is. You can know he's even more scared than you are, but that doesn't make you any less scared yourself.

What did it matter to me? Did I think that by making you rational about one thing, I could make you rational about everything? Maybe. Or maybe I just wanted to save you from your fears