Quotes About Emotions

These days it seemed like the words between them were there only to outline the silences.

Maybe there are entire worlds where there are no fences, where feelings bears you like a tide.

If you think about someone you've loved and lost, you are already with them. The rest is just details.

Hunger, she often tells me, has nothing to do with the belly and everything to do with the mind.

He shrugged. 'I think grief is like a really ugly couch. It never goes away. You can decorate around it; you can slap a doily on top of it; you can push it to the corner of the room--but eventually, you learn to live with it.' Somehow, I thought, elephants had taken it a step further. They didn't grimace every time they entered the room and saw that couch. They said, 'remember how many good memories we had here?' And they sat, for just a little while, before moving elsewhere.

If you want to feel sorry for yourself,then do it in a way that isn't going to destroy other people's lives.

This was why there was music, he realized. There were some feelings that just didn't have words big enough to describe them.

People always say that, when you love someone, nothing in the world matters. But that's not true, is it? You know, and I know, that when you love someone, everything in the world matters a little bit more.

think grief is like a really ugly couch. It never goes away. You can decorate around it; you can slap a doily on top of it; you can push it to the corner of the room—but eventually, you learn to live with it.

So you know what mean when I say that I don't think anyone who falls in love has a choice. You're just pulled to that person like true north, whether it's good for you or bound to break your heart.

How do you undo intimacy? How do you go back to being acquaintances, when the other person knows every inch and groove of you, every irrational fear, every trigger?

I'm sorry, I sobbed. I'm helpless. That's where you're wrong, she told me. You're mot helpless. You need help. There's a big difference.

Well, I had the other problem, I told him. I had the heart of the relationship, and no body to grow it in. What happened then? What else, I said. It broke.

I'm the kind of person you want to kill.

In life, perfect pitch is the ability to know someone from the inside out, even better maybe than she knows herself.

because in the past words have only driven them apart.

But there's another part of me that knows no matter how Delia and I go forward from this point, it won't be the same. Because when she smiles, I will look away before it is contagious. When we sit beside each other, I will make sure that our shoulders do not brush. When we speak, there will be spaces between our words just the shape and size of that damn kiss.

You might tell yourself that candor is the foundation of a relationship, but even that would be untrue. You are far more likely to lie to yourself, or your loved one, if you think it will keep the pain at bay.

Our eyes meet in the mirror but neither of us speaks; we are afraid that whatever words we pick won't be able to bear the weight of what's happened.

I am angry at myself, at the world, but because it is easier, I lash out at him.

But I love you, Trixie said. There was no easy switch that she could flip to stem the flow of feelings, no way to drain the memories that pooled like acid in her stomach because her heart no longer knew what to do with them. She couldn't blame Jason; she didn't like herself like this, either. But she couldn't go back to being the girl she'd been before she met him; that girl was gone. So where did that leave her?

I, um, I have this problem. I broke up with my boyfriend, you see. And I'm pretty upset about it, so I wanted to talk to my best friend. She swallowed and looked at the black ground. The thing is, they're both you.

I had the heart of the relationship, and no body to grow in it. what happen then? what else, I said It broke.

There were entire days where I did nothing but cry; others where I felt like I'd swallowed a lead plate; some more where I worked really hard at going through the motions of getting dressed and making my bed and studying my vocab words because it was easier than doing anything else.