Quotes About Emotions

You'll be talking to him and he'll walk away—not angry but just sort of finished with you.

No matter how angry I get, it always comes down to this: I'm going to leave and then what? Move in with my dad? Thirty minutes of pure rage, and when I finally spot him I realize that I've never been so happy to see anyone in my life. "There you are," I say. And when he asks where I have been, I answer honestly and tell him I was lost.

May 9, 1989 Again this year I made Mom a Mother's Day card. It reads: M is for the Morbid things you showed me, O is for the Other things you did T is for the Thousand bucks you owe me H is for things you found I Hid E is for the Error of my caring R is for the Ranch house you call home Mother dear, I wish that you had shown me How to shave and how to use a comb.

Poor mastery of emotions is one of the major causes of obesity in a society where stress is common and food is used abundantly to deal with it. People who have learned to handle stress generally do not have a weight problem. They have learned how to listen to their bodies, identify their feelings, and respond intelligently.

Immune cells are also sensitive to our emotions. They react positively to emotional states characterized by a sense of well-being and a feeling that we are connected to those around us. It's as if our immune cells mobilize all the better when they are in the service of a life that is objectively worth living.

Judy Nylon, who as a child had sought succour from her parents' escapist 'exotica' albums and regularly drifted off to sleep to the lulling vibraphones of Martin Denny's Quiet Village, recalls a slightly different version of events: 'So it was pouring rain in Leicester Square

When will you stop laughing at misery? I'm so sick and tired of your pseudo-strength. All I want you to do is laugh at what is funny and cry at what isn't, but you won't do that, will you?

Either way, but especially the latter, hurt the feelings he supposedly didn't have.

Lo complicado no es sobreponerse al abandono de una mujer, lo complicado es sentarse a reescribir tus sueños.

Aquel último intento de reconciliación tenía un amargo sabor a despedida, a beso en la mejilla. Cuando recibes un beso en la mejilla de una mujer a la que has besado tantas veces en los labios, debes saber que has perdido tu lugar en su corazón.

Una carcajada entre dos personas es mucho más vinculante que un apretón de manos, que cualquier contrato.

El mundo de los humanos ha dejado de ser humano... Quizá se ha abusado tanto de los buenos sentimientos que se han acabado, como pasó con el carbón.

No te puedes imaginar la cantidad de años en que mastiqué en silencio lo que sentía, lo que padecía, con todos mis complejos. Hasta que entendí que deshumanizarme era salvarme.

that which he most loved i hated; and the very determination which he expressed to keep me in ignorance, only rendered me the more resolute in seeking intelligence

Sorrow and desolation have their songs," wrote Douglass, "as well as joy and peace. Slaves sing more to make themselves happy, than to express their happiness.

Remember that just so much are you adding to the pleasure or misery of other people's days… Whether each day of your life shall give happiness or suffering rests with yourself. – George Merriam

She was thirteen T-years older than he, but there was something uncannily familiar about his emotions where she was concerned. Somehow, without realizing it was happening, she'd acquired a MacGuiness with a gun, and she suspected her life would never be quite the same again. She

Long-term rational planning drops off the chart when men are thinking about women. It's how they're wired. Of course, we're not all that rational about them sometimes

You're entitled to not be strong about everything every instant. And you have the right to admit that it hurts, and that things frighten you.

It was also horribly embarrassing, and the fact that none of them knew she could sense their emotions only made it worse. It was as if she stood outside their windows, listening to whispered conversations they'd never meant to share with her, and the fact that she had no choice—that she could no longer not sense the feelings of those about her—only made her feel perversely guilty when she did.

Victimology's all about emotions and finding someone—anyone—else to blame for your situation. And of course, that 'someone' has to've done it out of pure malevolence! After all, you're the victim, the pure and innocent injured party who never did a single thing to deserve what's happened to you.

Of course. And you already know you have hers," Pei said. And then, whatever his culture might have demanded, he cleared his throat hard, harshly. "And mine," he said huskily.

She'd heard so many tales about the way love could save one's sanity; no one had ever told her hate could do the same.

But what would that be like feeling the tide rise out of the numbness inside