Quotes About Emotions

I can't do this to you,' he said, drawing back. Emily put her hand on his and pulled the gun to her temple. 'Then do it for me,' she said.

Love is not an equation... It is not a contract, and it's not a happy ending. It is the slate under the chalk and the ground buildings rise from and the oxygen in the air.

Stories are all around us, caught in the throats of the strangers you walk past and scrawled on the pages of locked diaries. They're in love letters that were never sent and between the lines of every conversation ever spoken. Just because your story's not written down doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

You can have the best intentions, but the moment there's a hairline crack, it is only a matter of time before you go to pieces.

She understood what it was like to stand right in front of people you loved, even though they could not see you.

As Lacy waited for her turn to speak on Peter's behalf, she thought back to the first time she realized she could hate her own child.

If it is possible to die of grief then why on earth can't someone be healed by happiness?

Here's what I hadn't realized: the mother you haven't seen for almost thirty-six years isn't your mother, she's a stranger. Sharing DNA doesn't make you fast friends. This wasn't a joyous reunion. It was just awkward.

I would tell them that when you look at a person, you never know what the're hiding.

You can stay up all night and still not count all the ways to lose the people you love.

In my family, we seem to have a tortured history of not saying what we ought to and not meaning what we do.

It was almost as if there was a tear in the fabric I was made of, and he was the only color thread that would match to stitch it back up.

If words had flavors, hers would be bitter almonds and coffee grounds.

I watch her do the simplest things: brushing her hair into a ponytail, feeding the dog, tying Sophie's shoelaces, and I want to tell her what she means to me, but I never actually say the words. After all, to acknowledge Delia as a drug, I'd have to face the fact that one day I might have to go without her and this I can't do.

Grief is a curious thing, when it happens unexpectedly. It is a Band-Aid being ripped away, taking the top layer off a family. And the underbelly of a household is never pretty, ours no exception. There were times I stayed in my room for days on end with headphones on, if only so that I would not have to listen to my mother cry. There were the weeks that my father worked round-the-clock shifts, so that he wouldn't have to come home to a house that felt too big for us.

History isn't about dates and places and wars. It's about the people who fill the spaces between them.

It was a strange thing, to still be in love with your wife and to not know if you liked her. What would happen when this was all over? Could you forgive someone if she hurt you and the people you love, if she truly believed she was only trying to help? I had filed for divorce, but that wasn't what I really wanted. What I really wanted was for all of us to go back two years, and start over. Had I ever really told her that?

It's not that he doesn't love you enough to tell you the truth, she said. It's that he loves you too much to risk it.

Crazy girls did this, girls who walked like zombies through YA novels. But. Trixie felt the sting of the skin as it split, the sweet welling rise of blood. It hurt, though not as much as everything else idd.

When you're hurting deeply, you go inward.

Sometimes you hurt the people you love. And sometimes you love the people who hurt you.

I drew it over my skin like a violins bow, No one would ever hear the song of my shame.

I didn't think i could possibly love another baby as much as I loved the one I'd already had, I continue. But the strangest thing happened when I held you for the first time. It was like my heart suddenly unfolded. Like there was this secret space I didn't even know existed, and there was room for both of you. I stare at her. Once my feelings were stretched like that, there was no going back. Without you, it just would have felt empty.

There's no way to convince her that just because you put half. planet between you and someone else, you can't drive that person out of your thoughts. Believe me. I've tried.