Quotes About Emotions

Do you think you could stop crying for a minute? It makes conversation a bit difficult.

On peut vivre sans philosophie, sans musique, sans joie et sans amour. Mais pas si bien.

In this respect I suppose I'm the total opposite of Garry. With his very emotive body language at the board he shows and displays all his emotions. I don't.

I can't listen to music too often. It affects your nerves, makes you want to say stupid nice things and stroke the heads of people who could create such beauty while living in this vile hell.

Life is beautiful. Life is sad.

Don't cry, I'm sorry to have deceived you so much, but that's how life is.

We loved each other with a premature love, marked by a fierceness that so often destroys adult lives.

And presently I was driving through the drizzle of the dying day, with the windshield wipers in full action but unable to cope with my tears.

Whoever does not miss the Soviet Union has no heart. Whoever wants it back has no brain.

Even he who laughs best can be hurt by a jest.

He who is not just is severe, he who is not wise is sad.

The husband who decides to surprise his wife is often very much surprised himself.

T]o remain in a continually exalted moral condition is not human nature.

How can I tell her to be glad she's alive, when she knows she'll never walk on the desert again, or find me a diamond for some patron's earring, never gentle another horse, never make love?" "I don't know," Smoke said. "But if you and Alex see her life as a tragedy, that's what it will be.

women lose control when they're afraid and that men lose control when they're in love.

Never give all the heart, for love Will hardly seem worth thinking of To passionate women if it seem Certain, and they never dream That it fades out from kiss to kiss; For everything that's lovely is But a brief, dreamy, kind delight. O Never give the heart outright, For they, for all smooth lips can say, Have given their hearts up to the play. And who could play it well enough If deaf and dumb and blind with love? He that made this knows all the cost, For he gave all his heart and lost.

I remembered the boy crying the day they buried Smokey in the yard, and I hoped he wouldn't cry over my death. My purpose, my whole life, had been to love him and be with him, to make him happy.

Some people just don't appreciate having a dog around. It's sad to think there are people like that. I knew Gloria was that way—maybe that's why she could never be truly happy.

Humans are so much more complex than dogs, with such a broad range of feelings—though there were many times I missed the Yard, for the most part I was now living a far richer life, even though I often didn't know what was going on.

My last thoughts,as I drifted off, were as always, of the boy

Maya was wearing a big fluffy outfit, so I knew we weren't going to the park to play afterward, but that was okay because everyone seemed so glad at how well I'd done the trick. Mama even cried, she was so happy.

I so wanted her to feel the happiness that I felt whenever we touched each other, but people are more complicated creatures than dogs. We always love them joyfully, but sometimes they're mad at us, like when I chewed the sad shoes.

But people don't always make sense. Dogs love them anyway.

Somehow I knew that puppies were meant to leave their mothers.