Quotes About Emotions

Mieux vaut être indifférente et digne que malheureuse et pathétique.

I try to cry, and can't, but even with dry eyes it's all so confusing.

Désillusionnée avant l'âge, je dégueule sur la facticité des sentiments.

These women, capable of the most sublime emotions, of the tenderest sympathies, were openmouthed and screaming. They wanted to live, they were helpless, likes rats in a trap, and they screamed.

Avoid the unhappy ending, the harsh, the brutal, the tragic, the horrible -- if you care to see in print things you write. (In this connection don't do as I do, but do as I say.)

I'm going to smile and make you think I'm happy, I'm going to laugh, so you don't see me cry, I'm going to let you go in style, and even if it kills me—I'm going to smile.

The rays of happiness, like those of light, are colourless when unbroken.

If a woman shows too often the Medusa's head, she must not be astonished if her lover is turned into stone.

The happy should not insist too much upon their happiness in the presence of the unhappy.

His heart ached as if eaten away by poisons.

For this will cure him that is sick, and rouse him that is in dumps; one that has loved, it will remember of it; one that has not, it will instruct. For there was never any yet that wholly could escape love, and never shall there be any, never so long as beauty shall be, never so long as eyes can see. But help me that God to write the passions of others; and while I write, keep me in my own right wits.

Happiness isn't something that depends on our surroundings, Corrie. It's something we make inside ourselves.

Es celos lo que imagino, que no es celos lo que sé: cosa que pienso que fue y que en mi daño adivino.

Las penas anticipadas dicen que matan dos veces.

Don't play games with my heart I will let you go before you start

When Ben and I split up at the moment when I thought we were committing to each other forever, it was my first real heartbreak, it felt like my heart had been torn out of my chest.

Tried to be someone I knew that I wasn't I thought I could make myself happy with you

In my mind I first felt like, Oh, I'll be back to work right after the babies are born. But then you don't want to. Even now, it's very difficult for me to leave them in the morning. It just tortures me. I'm like, It's been hours; are they wondering where I am? Do they know that I love them so much and I'm thinking only about them?

We as human beings do this thing where we stuff down our feelings until they find a way to manifest themselves. We try to avoid them until there's no more room and they come bubbling up like a pot of boiling-hot water that overflows. And when it does, it burns.

Where you really have your eggs in one basket and that breach happens and you know you should go but you're still in love and you just don't know what to do. It hits you because it's not like -- you're a cheater, and a liar, and I hate you, and you're no good, and I'm leaving. It's not that. It's like, I'm tormented. Even though you've done this and I know it, I still don't know what to do. I know I should go, but I don't want to. And that's why it's such a f***ed-up thing.

For me, love is the never-ending question. It is confusing. It is the answer, but it is also inundated with contradictions and complications.

Oh honey, there's nothing new on this earth when it comes to what men and women do in the dark. First love is when you learn. So you've learned that love can open you up like spring sun on a wee primrose. Good. Remember that. You know how to love.

My tongue is pierced with glass.

For each kiss I gave you a huge cluster of tears!