Quotes About Emotions

No fue él el único que te despidió cuando te mandaron a Tokio? ¿No es su nombre el que figura en la primera página del primero de tus diarios? Y ahora que él llega a la última página del suyo, ¿no vas a despedirlo? —No quiero hacerlo. No quiero verlo morir. Shimamura no supo si esa respuesta reflejaba el más gélido o el más conmovedor de los sentimientos.

Sì, è possibile che il ponte che unisce due anime sia simile a un arcobaleno.»

And what will you do now? You'll collect loves Like stamps. You've got doubles and no one Will trade you and you have the damaged ones.

Sometimes I come crashing down inside myself without anyone noticing.

We may proclaim that stress kills, but in reality it is not stress that kills; it is our reaction to it. Sometimes we react to the Light by finding various ways of shutting it out. But when we shut off the Light, we are in fact killing ourselves - so the idea is not to turn stress away, but to let it in.

Tal como explica Rav Áshlag, el ego es esa voz dentro de nosotros que dispara el juicio, el control, la ira, el orgullo e incluso el odio.

Hurt people hurt people.

People tend to suppress that which they cannot express.

Each time we don't say what we wanna say, we're dying.

I need to be blinded, Valya. I was wrong, Valya ... I thought the emotions had perished -- love and devotion and tenderness, but it's all still here, Valya ... Only not for us, all that's left for us is envy and more envy ... Poke out my eyes, Valya, I want to go blind ...

this is real. This life. We're really here - this is really happening. Suffering is real. When you hurt people, it's real. When you fuck one of our best friends, that's a real thing and it hurts me.

He had her in his heart, but not always in his mind.

When a human being becomes a set of data on a website like Facebook, he or she is reduced. Everything shrinks. Individual character. Friendships. Language. Sensibility. In a way it's a transcendent experience: we lose our bodies, our messy feelings, our desires, our fears.

You can feel bad... I mean, that's not illegal.

We did not desire or dread the boys in themselves, we only desired and dreaded being wanted or not being wanted.

I was fourteen: the world was pain.

And underneath it all, there remained an ever present anger and hurt, the feeling of belonging nowhere that comes to people who belong everywhere.

Most of the cruelty in the world is just misplaced energy.

Secondo l'esperienza di Archie, qualunque cosa dotata di memoria lunga mantiene i rancori, e non va per niente bene tenere animaletti domestici con ragioni di rancore (quella volta mi hai dato il cibo sbagliato, quell'altra mi hai fatto il bagno).

A dream was a house your brain made without your permission, precisely to preserve memories and experiences and wayward impulses for all eternity, even the dead ones that only caused you pain, the ones from which you most wanted to be free.

I couldn't imagine her leaving this world without ripping its fabric.

It's a question of what love gives you the right to do.

Michel is a good man, full of hope. Sometimes hope is exhausting.

she was someone who lived in her own dreamscape, who presumed that everyone around her was at all times feeling exactly as she was.