Quotes About Emotions

Nobody really cares if you're miserable, so you might as well be happy.

Nobody really cares if you're miserable, so you might as well be happy.

But I know now that you can't expect anything from anybody. If somebody loves you, it's because he wants to. And it's never because it's what he's supposed to do." —Pete Cassidy

It is almost impossible for a parent to hold a secret from a child. Children, without the skills of language, spend years developing instead an intuition. By the time they are fifteen, as I was, they are masters of a kind of clairvoyance that tells them, He is depressed, He is frightened, He is pleased.

Joe sat on the couch, his long legs sprawled in front of him, and listened to the latest report of soldiers dead. The walls blinked and his face, too, went black, white, black, white, as the pictures crossed the television screen.

He's just being a man," Estelle said. "Wanting his freedom, but not wanting you to have any." "No, he is being a boy," Fifi countered. "Afraid of these feelings that are so big, so powerful, that they make him feel small. So he tries to ignore them, thinking he can control things this way." She shrugged in disdain. "As if love were an enemy to be

She couldn't get any farther away inside from her skin. She couldn't get away.

Mina wanted some of the kind of love Momma gave to her children, where love was the first and deepest thing, and the questions came later and the answers wouldn't matter much measured up against the love.

Why doesn't momma come back?

I felt that the world itself had changed and that it would never be steady under my feet again. I felt I understood nothing of people and had no way to learn. I felt fear. Until you have felt fear, you cannot imagine it. Once you have really felt it, you know that all your earlier nervousness was but a pale shadow.

Once again, everything had changed on them. Perhaps it was all this changing that made her sad.

You should have spoken up sooner." her grandmother answered. "No need to bear pain unless you have to.

I do not know how to hold all the beauty and sorrow of my life.

What ghosts I have I won't or can't give up. Impossible

Obesity is a mental state, a disease brought on by boredom and disappointment.

There is no pain equal to that which two lovers can inflict on one another. This should be made clear to all who contemplate such a union. The avoidance of this pain is the beginning of wisdom, for it is strong enough to contaminate the rest of our lives.

The dread of lonliness is greater than the fear of bondage, so we get married.

Hate is the consequence of fear. We fear something before we hate it. A child who fears noises becomes a man who hates noise.

A love affair is a grafting operation. "What has once been joined never forgets". There is a moment when the graft takes; up to then it is possible without difficulty the separation which afterwards comes only through breaking off a great hunk of oneself; the ingrown fibre of hours, days, years.

We fear something before we hate it; a child who fears noises becomes a man who hates noises.

There is no pain equal to that which two lovers can inflict on one another. This should be made clear to all who contemplate such a union.

We are nothing like the gods. We will never be remembered for the time we attempted the waltz on our balcony, as the stars blinked drowsily, the moon like a frozen yawn. Even with one of us gone, would not the mind of the other reveal its universe, its constellation of memories like a field of flickering candles, the same face at the center of every flame?

Soon I find myself squatting on the floor. I am still striking my face; not with my fists this time, but with wide-open hands. I am slapping myself. The sounds I make when my palms meet my cheeks are like an unrelenting round of applause. I am clapping myself. Or clapping for myself. I start to giggle. All the voices are receding now. I am no longer filled with rage or disappointment. I clap and clap and simply cannot stop.

Anger is the only thing to put off until tomorrow.