Quotes About Emotions

I don't want to love her. I don't want to be in love. 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. Once you can establish that, it's an added foundation to your life. But if you cannot have that regular presence, you only have the one foundation to support you, always.

Maybe relationships could have fractals, too. And maybe the sense of loss was when you're becoming a fractal of what you once were to each other.

Without you I wouldn't have been able to contain the hate. I would have used it against myself. You're the one who helped me control it. My mind spun out to other things. But it always came back to you.

The desire to be heard is as deeply seeded as the desire to be loved. For some people, it doesn't matter who's on the other end.

This is the dangerous thing about musicals. Most of them assume that as soon as you find your voice, you'll use it to sing to someone else.

We're told that the most powerful words in the world are 'I love you.' And while I think those are powerful, I think equally powerful is this phrase: I have started to know you, and I want to know more.

But I guess the thing about fear is that it defies the laws of rationality. It creates its own laws instead.

I still have that drawing. Whenever I look at it, it makes me happy. That's the moral of the story. That's it.

I mean, being with someone for over a year can mean that you love them… but it can also mean you're trapped.

I am shy. Sometimes painfully shy. And it's especially painful when someone reminds me about it.

It was too heartbreaking to live with so many separations.

What is it about the moment you fall in love? How can such small measure of time contain such enormity? I suddenly realize why people believe in deja vu, why people believe they've lived past lives, because there is no way the years I've spent on this earth could possibly encapsulate what I'm feeling. The moment you fall in love feels like it has centuries behind it, generations -- all of them rearranging themselves so that this precise, remarkable intersection could happen.

C'mon, Paul, she says. We all know love makes you do stupid things.

Just be warned, you said. Some day you will ask me to give up something I really love, and then it`s going to get ugly.

I guess that's the danger with firsts—you lose all sense of proportion. So I made a fool of myself, even though I didn't realize it at the time. I was so devoted to him.

The kissing was supposed to take me away from all the problems. All the thoughts. All the doubts. But now when I kissed her, I was always measuring how much of her was there. And I was wondering how much of me was left.

I wanted love to conquer all. But love can't conquer anything.

Be honest and don't pretend you're not falling truly, madly, and deeply for this guy. Denial will get you in trouble.

he's walking away and at the same time i feel like i'm the one leaving him behind.

The day it happened, the week after it happened-those were not times I wanted to go back to. How I felt like I was trapped in a chamber of my own noise. Sitting in class and not being there at all. Sitting in a chair and fragmenting at the same time. Clutching to the random facts. Thinking the concept of a fact was itself a fiction. Because we live in a blur. All of us live in a blur.

I want to say more, but don't know what the words are supposed to be. I feel such a tenderness for these vulnerable night-time conversations, the way words take a different shape in the air when there's no light in the room.

I had forgotten this about love: how the simple things- the turn away, the turn towards- could be so complicated, and how the complicated things- the stolen night, the right words- could be so simple.

Persevere, v. Those first few weeks, after you told me, I wasn`t sure we were going to make it. After working for so long on being sure of each other, sure of this thing, suddenly we were unsure again. I didn`t know whether or ot to touch you, sleep with you, have sex with you. Finally, I said, "It`s over." You started to cry, and I quickly said, "No – I mean this part is over. We have to get to the next part.

We watch them grow, with sadness and amazement and fear. We have stepped away, but not entirely away. They know this. They sense it. We are no longer here, but we are not yet gone. And we will be like that for the rest of their lives. We watch, and they surprise us. We watch, and they surpass us.