Quotes About Emotions

You could drown in memories like these, but she tried to swim free of them. She jumped over the small wall that fringed the Iqbal house, as she had a million times over, and rang the doorbell. Past tense, future imperfect

Oh, sister - good news - I'm getting married! I hugged her but felt the familiar smile fasten itself on my face, the same one I wore in London and New York in the face of similar news, and I experienced the same acute sense of betrayal. I was ashamed to feel that way but couldn't help it, a piece of my heart closed against her.

Although the most powerful art, it sometimes seems to me, it's an experience and a going-through; it is love comprehended by, expressed and enacted through the artwork itself, and for this reason has perhaps been more frequently created by people who feel themselves to be completely alone in this world —and therefore wholly focused on the task at hand— than by those surrounded by loved ones.

The person that loves the least, controls the relationship

How can two people love each other, create children together, cohabitiate, build a life together, and then end up hating each other in the end.

The most sincere feelings are the ones hardest to be expressed by words." —Unknown

Dad, I don't know women very well, but I reckon they live by their hearts. You

And you must forget what you are—were—I mean, and be happy. When you remember that old life you are bitter, and it hurts me.

Oh, Glenn!--forgive--me! she faltered. I was only--talking. What do I know? Oh, I am blind--blind and little!

Unless you begin to control your temper, to forget yourself, to kill your wild impulses, to be kind, to learn what love is--you'll never last!...

Yes. Love of man for woman—love of woman for man. That's the nature, the meaning, the best of life itself.

She would brush her hair and cry, just imagine, I was sure it was something psychological, something that could be cured by love, you know how difficult it is to realize that some pains can't be cured by love?

Cum e posibil s? fie mai uÈ™or de vorbit cu un str?in (...), È™i acesta e f?r? îndoial? paradoxul cel mai frecvent È™i mai revolt?tor al vieÈ›ii în doi, c? ne apropiem ca s? ne dep?rt?m.

Atât de multe dureri È™i sensibilit??i, r?ni È™i cicatrici creeaz? intimitatea, încât orice team? devine prea ginga?? pentru o discuÈ›ie obiectiv?, serioas? (...).

fiindc? viaÈ›a al?turi de o femeie care aproape c? murise din dragoste e un joc în care îÈ›i eÈ™ti adversar È›ie însuÈ›i, È™i în nici un caz nu e un joc pe care-l joci în favoarea ta.

Any man would be daft not to want you." Her laugh was low and rueful. "Wanting and loving are very different. I know that men can want quite easily.

Within her, the rusty gates to her heart groaned as they slowly, slowly began to open.

I made up my mind to keep my feelings to myself since they did not seem to matter to anyone else but me.

An envious heart makes a treacherous ear.

There is no greater agony than bearing an untold story inside yo. —Zora Neale Hurston, Dust Tracks On the Road (NOT Maya Angelou, NOT I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings)

it seems that tears and laughter, love and hate, make up the sum of life!

Tain't no use in you cryin' . . . But folks is meant to cry 'bout somethin' or other. Better leave things de way dey is. Youse young yet. No tellin' whut mout happen befo' you die.

Perhaps I am just a coward who loves to laugh at life better than I do cry with it. But when I do get to crying, boy, I can roll a mean tear.

I did not know then, as I know now, that people are prone to build a statue of the kind of person it pleases them to be. And few people want to be forced to ask themselves, What is there is no me like my statue? The thing to do is to grab the broom of anger and drive off the beast of fear.