Quotes About Emotions

The smell of the nail polish made me think of Amber and the rest of my friends. I missed them, but in theory. It wasn't them I missed, but friendship. QUITE YET.

Falling in love with someone doesn't mean you know any better how they feel. It only means you know how you feel.

I know I shouldn't be doing this. I know I'm poking a wound, not healing it. I know there's no way to have a future with Rhiannon. All I'm doing is extending the past by a day.

he was solid. he was there as i dissolved.

That's what it felt like---that if I let a little of the hurt out, it would keep pouring out until I was a deflated balloon of a person, with a big monster of hurt in front of me.

There is not one moment when that feeling of inadequate sorrow goes away. It just lessens and lessens, until it is mostly a memory of itself.

I'm so sorry," I continue. And it's like the last word is a hurdle and I can't leap it, because something in the word snags my voice and suddenly I am giving everything up. I am letting my shoulders fall and I am feeling myself become the absence, feeling myself become that gasp and sob.

When I am with you, there is nowhere else I'd rather be. And I am a person who always wants to be somewhere else.

They'd been friends for a little while but they'd never talked about how they felt.

Too much. Too fast. Too intense. The glass soul falls to the ground and shatters into a thousand words. The invisible boy becomes visible, and all of a sudden, his emotions blast neon.

me: you know what sucks about love? o.w.g.: what? me: that it's so tied to truth.

I don't want to be the strong one, but I don't want to be the weak one, either.

I want to take back at least half the "I love you"s, because it feels safer that way.

Did I love her then? Yes, in a genuine way. But I knew it wasn't everlasting, and that was okay. We had the time that we had, and we would be together for the rest of it.

Het is al te gemakkelijk om te zeggen dat ik me onzichtbaar voel. Dat is ook niet waar. Ik voel me pijnlijk zichtbaar en totaal genegeerd.

So much happiness can only make me sad.

Silence only harms when there are things that aren't being said, or when there's the fear that the well is empty and there's nothing left to say.

I want to see this as well as be a part of it. I want to remember it for what it is. I am amazed by the love I feel for so many people. I am amazed at the randomness, the comedy, and the faith that brings us all together and makes us hold on.

Just because I don't think we'd be good together doesn't mean we have to be apart. ...

is that what relationships become? A reduced version of the hurt, nothing else let in.

Craig can't bear it. He opens his eyes, looks over to Tariq, who has tears in his own eyes. He mimes writing. Tariq scrambles for a marker and some paper. He runs over to Craig. All the things Craig has to say boil down to the essential... I'M GAY, MOM. I'M GAY. Craig rotates his and Harry's bodies so he's facing his mother. Then he holds up his shaky sign. He sees her eyes as she understands it.

There has to be a moment at the beginning when you wonder whether you're in love with the person or in love with the feeling of love itself.

We were over and I wasn't over it.

Rayanne: I think part of him is partly interested in you. Definitely. I mean, he's got other things on his mind. Angela: But that's the part that's so unfair. I have nothing else on my mind. How comes I have to be the one sitting around analyzing him in like microscopic detail, and he gets to be the one with other things on his mind. Rickie: That is deep.