Quotes About Emotions

The cruel things a mother tells a daughter live until the daughter's dying breath. They often are a daughter's dying breath.

I still get nightmares. In fact, I get them so often I should be used to them by now. I'm not. No one ever really gets used to nightmares.

I took my morning walk, I took my evening walk, I ate something, I thought about something, I wrote, I napped and dreamt something too, and with all that something, I still have nothing because so much of sum'thing has always been and always will be you. I miss you.

Love of love written by the broken hearted, love of life written by the dead.

This was a crime of passion, but unlike most crimes of passion, it had been meticulously and diabolically well-planned.

And I had just kissed my ex-girlfriend, who had cried, while my current girlfriend was in jail. So far, it had not been my best day.

A.P., Sara, and Maybelle were at their best when they were plying the sharper edges of private and personal pain.

The only thing worse than a boy who hates you: a boy that loves you.

I have hated words and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.

Like most misery, it started with apparent happiness.

If only she could be so oblivious again, to feel such love without knowing it, mistaking it for laughter.

The consequence of this is that I'm always finding humans at their best and worst. I see their ugly and their beauty, and I wonder how the same thing can be both. (Death)

Those like Brasini and those who are not like Brasini. Those who would take your face in their hands and kiss you like in the films and those who would never in ten million years take your face in their hands and kiss you like in the films. ...You are definitely a Brasini, sir. ...the Brasini theory,....

The average man is more interested in a woman who is interested in him than he is in a woman with beautiful legs.

A man would prefer to come home to an unmade bed and a happy woman than to a neatly made bed and an angry woman.

I pushed away my dessert, suddenly no longer hungry. Resentment had a way of filling up your stomach.

Since physical escape is impossible, the child escapes mentally. She floats out of her body, imagining that somebody else is being raped or beaten, and turns off her emotions, saying, "This isn't happening to me.

many high-functioning multiples are gifted writers and artists, who, as they heal, are able to find an aesthetic outlet for the sealed-off rage and pain they have not allowed themselves to feel.

In a close-up, the audience is only inches away, and your face becomes the stage.

We create a persona, a building holding all the apartments that are our quirks and our dreams and our desires, and we walk around the world hoping to connect, but hoping, above all, to not be hurt.

The more sensitive you are, the more certain you are to be brutalized, develop scabs, never evolve. Never allow yourself to feel anything, because you always feel to much.

In being a loving son, I suppose I was trying to become a loved son.

You'll be asking of love next," he said. "Well, do you have love for the man, and does the man love you?" He looked straight at me. Either he just grew whiskers, or I just saw them. "Nobody loves no one," he said. He turned away and nodded at the tree.

Because every man who fight monster become a monster too, and there be at least one woman in Kingston who think me is the killer of all things name hope. People think me lose it because it bother me that me kill the school boy by mistake, but don't realize that me losing it because it supposed to bother me but don't.