Quotes About Emotions

The girl knew that quarrels would come because their lives were intertwined - how passionately one defends a heart that is vulnerable.

Susie: Okay, Calvin. But you know what? You can't say, youcan'texpectanythingfrommeI'mbroken! And turn around the next minute and say, ohwoeismeeverybodytreatsmelikeI'mbroken! Which one is it? I can treat you the way I really feel, or I can treat you careful. Me: Real. Just be real.

I sing just to sing it all to the surface. All the things we can't hold on to: life as it once was and isn't any longer, I guess.

you should never be afraid to tell somebody you love him before its to late

So my pain is pain for you, in your joy is my joy too...

What really matters in sex isn't the things you can measure; it's how people feel, which is a lot harder to explore, understand, measure, or fix.

We have an unfounded fear that machines will someday start thinking like humans. What we should really fear is that humans have already started thinking like machines.

Mi dispiace davvero tanto. Ti ho rovinato il tuo posto felice.» «Uman, non hai niente di cui scusarti. In quel momento era un'ottima idea, quella di venire qui, ma poi non lo è stata più. Tutto qui.» Ho intrecciato il mignolo al suo. «E comunque, non sono i posti a essere felici. Sei tu che devi portarti dietro la felicità, oppure crearne una scorta nuova ovunque ti capiti di trovarti.»

Not on the inside. On the inside, Gloria, you're a kaleidoscope of pink and purple.

Make me wanna hollerThe way they do my life

Maybe I'm old-fashioned. But I remember the beauty and thrill of being moved by Broadway musicals - particularly the endings of shows.

WE CAN'T ALWAYS CONTROL OUR CIRCUMSTANCES BUT WE CAN CONTROL OUR ATTITUDE. WE MUST BE MORE CONCERNED WITH WHAT WE DO WITH WHAT HAPPENS TO US THAN WHAT HAPPENS TO US. HAPPINESS DOES NOT DEPEND ON WHAT HAPPENS OUTSIDE OF YOU BUT ON WHAT HAPPENS INSIDE OF YOU.

If we would know true love and understanding one for another, we must realize that communication is more than a sharing of words. It is the wise sharing of emotions, feelings, and concerns. It is the sharing of oneself totally.

Sometimes people get angry and do things they shouldn't. Things they regret.

And quickly. If you let it, grief could swallow you whole.

I think one of the downsides of the sort of obsession with romantic love and personal fulfillment is that the plain fact of the matter is that those feelings don't last for ever and so they better be replaced and reinforced by things that do.

Life without emotions is like an engine without fuel.

jealousy is the grave of affection

I can be hurt, she said, only by people I respect.

Love does not last forever, then?" "He asked me the same thing this morning," she said. "No, it does not - not love that has been betrayed. One realizes that one has loved a mirage, someone who never really existed. Not that love dies immediately or soon, even then. But it does die and cannot be revived.

I'm terrified that I will never be able to put him from my mind. I don't love him but I'm afraid that he will make it impossible for me ever to love anyone else.

And infatuated be damned. He was near to being blinded by his attraction to her. He was in love, damn it all. He disliked her, he resented her, he disapproved of almost everything about her, yet he was head over ears in love with her, like a foolish schoolboy. He wondered grimly what he was going to do about it. He was not amused. Or in any way pleased.

The suffering of a loved one was in many ways worse than one's one suffering because it left one feeling so very helpless.

I never knew how much the heart can expand.