Quotes About Emotions

Perhaps she had seen what Jack would look like as an older boy, or a grown man, and what she saw in him riveted her with longing and desperation. (Or with fear and degradation, Jack Burns would one day conclude, because this same older girl suddenly looked away.)

Yet no litany of sexually transmitted diseases was likely to scare Edward Bonshaw away; sexual attraction isn't strictly scientific.

There are always suicides," Garp wrote, "among people who are unable to say what they mean.

And when you love a book, commit one glorious sentence of it, -perhaps your favorite sentence- to memory. That way you won't forget the language of the story that perhaps moved you to tears.

È un buon segno piangere per un romanzo» mi assicurò Miss Frost. «Un buon segno?» «Significa che hai più cuore della maggior parte dei tuoi coetanei.»

heard all the grown-ups kiss Franny good night and I thought: Families must be like this—gore one minute, forgiveness the next.

The girl looked too frightened to speak. Then she said: "I know you have to give my mother the flag—at the funeral. I know what my mother's gonna do—when you give her the flag. She said she's gonna spit on you," the pregnant sister told Owen. "And I know her—she will!" the girl said. "She'll spit in your face!" "IT HAPPENS, SOMETIMES," Owen said.

As Jack would discover, it's remarkable how you can miss people you barely knew—even those people you never especially liked.

Owen and I were eleven; we had no other way to articulate what we felt about what had happened to my mother. He gave me his baseball cards, but he really wanted them back, and I gave him my stuffed armadillo, which I certainly hoped he'd give back to me—all because it was impossible for us to say to each other how we really felt. How did it feel to hit a ball that hard—and then realize that the ball had killed your best friend's mother?

Heavy hearts, much like heavy clouds in the sky, are relieved by the letting of water.

Her posture, which was generally excellent, crumpled; for a moment, Jack was almost as tall as she was.

Homer Wells cried because he'd never known how nice a father's kisses could be, and he cried because he doubted that Wilbur Larch would ever do it again-or would have done it, if he'd thought Homer was awake.

I'm crying too much- I can't see where I'm going, Daddy,' Ruth told him again. 'But that's the test, Ruthie. The test is, sometimes there's no place to pull over- sometimes you can't stop, and you have to find a way to keep going. You got it?' 'Got it,' she said. 'So,' her father said, 'now you know everything.

It might be more accurate to think of love as a feeling we have for others who match up with what society teaches us to want in a mate.

When the stormtroopers parted, Hera saw Gord crawling back toward Moonglow's gate. She blinked away a tear of anger. Yes, she needed to see these things, to remind her what she was fighting for.

face still had the power to torture him. But

Saturday you might see your dad in a T-shirt, your brother might be asked if he'd like to throw a ball around, and from a corner of the lawn you might sit and watch, wild with the wrongness of being a girl, wild with stoppered grace.

O for a life of Sensations rather than of Thoughts!

Scenery is fine -but human nature is finer

Pleasure is oft a visitant; but pain Clings cruelly to us.

Yes, in spite of all, Some shape of beauty moves away the pall From out dark spirits.

O aching time! O moments big as years!

The Public - a thing I cannot help looking upon as an enemy, and which I cannot address without feelings of hostility.

And for her eyes: what could such eyes do there But weep, and weep, that they were born so fair?