Quotes About Emotions

On the night before we were married, all of the anxiety in the world came down upon me.

Look, I know he's been married three times before. I accept it, but I don't want it driving up the driveway.

I have many that wants to, let's say, marry me. But I always tell my mother that the day I have to ask myself, 'I love this man?' means I don't love him.

I would never marry for feelings and love.

Nobody - and I don't care if I marry somebody tomorrow - nobody could take Keith Whitley's place. Nobody.

It was too hard to understand marrying someone I didn't know. When you don't like someone, if he touches you, it's harder than anything.

She lifted the small stack of books from their wrappings, stroking the soft leather cover of the top one with a forefinger that trembled with delight. Jenny loved books with the same passion her brother reserved for horses.

had anyone asked, I would have called Jamie Fraser a merciful man. He had been, once. But the years between now and then had been hard ones - and compassion was a soft emotion, easily eroded by circumstance, I had thought he still had his kindness, though; and felt a queer pain at the thought of its loss.

Yeah, he'd been lonely. Knew bloody well what it felt like to have no one in the world who belonged to you, or you to them. But surely that was one reason why they had reached out to each other—

To see the years touch ye gives me joy, he whispered, for it means that ye live.

She felt guilty, as she had when she'd heard Matt's deep, beloved voice after thirty-odd years. She'd been too flustered to say much to him, and in the end, regretfully, she'd hung up on him out of sheer embarrassment.

Matt was deeply touched that his estranged son would come to him for advice. He wasn't going to let it show, of course. A man had his pride.

Jason looked down at her with smoldering eyes in a taciturn face. "You'll have to do something about Mumbles before we come back for Thanksgiving, Gracie," he told her quietly. "Kittie's allergic to cats.

There is a song, Noreen, he said tenderly. It was nominated for an Academy Award. I can't sing, enamorada, but the words say that when a man loves a woman, really loves her, he can see his unborn children in her eyes. - To my shame, I saw my sons in your eyes the day I found you in the kitchen at your aunt's house, he whispered, watching her face color. And I was married. What a living hell it was, to know such a sin and be unable to repent it. (Diana Palmer)

breath. "You're welcome," he said tersely. "That man, Sims," she continued, worried. "The day you fired him, John said that he had a mean temper and that he carried a loaded rifle everywhere with him. You…you be careful, okay?" She heard the soft expulsion of breath. He moved a step closer, his lean hands lifting her oval face to his. She could see the soft glitter of his blue eyes in the faint

Diana Palmer

Men are really strange creatures when their emotions get stirred up.

Tantrums are seldom about the thing they appear to be about.

Happiness isn't a thing. You can't go out and get it like a cup of tea. It's the way you feel about things.

For a moment it seemed as if he was going to lose his temper too. His strange, pale eyes all but glared at Sophie. But he controlled himself and said, Now trot along indoors, you overactive old thing, and find something else to play with before I get angry. I hate getting angry.

People are wrong when they say things like, "I didn't have time to think." If you're really worried, or really miserable, those feelings come welling up around the edges of the other things you're doing, so that you are in the feelings even when you're working hard at something else.

Sophie's experience told her that tantrums are seldom about the thing they appear to be about.

Polly finished her huge narrative during the summer term. The day after she had finished it, she went round with the oddest mixture of feelings, pride at having got it done, sick of the sight of it and glad it was over, and completely lost without it.

Polaris often remarks to Sol that Sirius loses his temper much less often these days. But the one sure way to send him into a flaming rage is to suggest that he finds a new Companion. Sirius will not hear of it. The small white sphere circling his goes untenanted, because he hopes that what Miss Smith said is true.