Quotes About Emotions

After Christian's death he'd just existed. He felt nothing, just a sense of emptiness. In some ways he welcomed that hollowness inside of him. It was easier to be numb, not caring beyond the basic needs to survive. But with spring's return, some intangible force stirred inside him, as if his emotions had been frozen through dead of winter. Now it was time to live again. His spirit awakened.

He patted her belly lovingly—her stomach still firm and flat, belying the secret it cradled. "Anna, this little life is part of you. How can I not love it? If my dad could love me the way I know he did"—Paul meant Albert, the only father he'd ever known—"then I… I guess I can find it in myself to learn to love this child.

heaven was such a wonderful place, why did everybody cry whenever someone went there?

Life doesn't take itself seriously for long. Joy leaves an imprint even in the hardest sorrow.

I buried my grief for my son, not my memories, but my grief.

I'm not happy, I'm cheerful. There's a difference. A happy woman has no cares at all. A cheerful woman has cares but has learned how to deal with them. —Beverly Sills

author Véronique Vienne recalled how she had to work hard to adapt to the mandated cheerfulness of American culture when she moved from France to the States; she practiced her smile in the mirror, trying her best to look like "Miss Congenial ity," before concluding that "in this country, the obligation we feel to conform to exalted standards of happiness can be pure misery.

Maybe is wasn't love so much as a fear of losing everything I'd accomplished. I was afraid to let go.

Bitter disappointment pushed tears from her eyes. Now what's wrong? I said you could wear it. She drew in a shaky breath. I w-wanted you to l-like my dreeessssss. He moved his gaze over her. The gown makes my mouth water, love.

Tillie studied her mother's face. The face which had seen thirty-seven years of life. Twenty-one years of marriage. The birth of ten babies. The death of one.

To love is to risk the pain of loss. But it's a risk that's worth taking.

Am I being too critical? That's what happens when you feel shitty about yourself. You turn into a bitch.

Do you think you can cause something to happen just from wanting it so much?' she asked. 'I don't get what you mean. Does this have to do with your dad?' asked Frannie. 'Not really. I'm talking about loneliness.' Frannie turned around and considered her answer. For awhile she seemed to be in a wilderness of her own. 'Do you mean that you imagined that Issy was your friend?' 'Yes, so completely that it was real.' 'Oh, that can happen. I believe that totally. Loneliness is powerful.

No one can truly know the answer to the question, What will you do when you lose the person you love?

Now he wasn't going to be here to love me or to talk to me. To have conversations with me about everything. Stuff. What was on his mind.

Time lets the past slip away from all but your heart.

In this our life there are no beginnings but only departures entitled beginnings, wreathed in the formal emotions thought to be appropriate and often forced. Darkly rises each moment from the life which has been lived and which does not die, for each event lives in the heavy head forever, waiting to renew itself.

In the past, men had projected their feminine qualities of emotions, nurturance, and sensitivity onto women. With the recent activation of the feminine centers represented by the asteroids, men have been pressured and encouraged to both own: and develop these qualities.

Love ceases to be a demon only when he ceases to be a god.

The more a man is given to sentiment ,the more likely is he to be wordy and to speak well.

When we know to read our own hearts, we acquire wisdom of the hearts of others.

We are all instruments endowed with feeling and memory. Our senses are so many strings that are struck by surrounding objects and that also frequently strike themselves.

The passions may be terrible, but the syllables are a relief.

There's so much goop inside of us, man, he said, and it all just wants to get out.