Quotes About Emotions

This was jazz music. It was full of the complexity and contradictions that I would soon learn made humans human.

If what I feel were equally distributed to the whole human family, there would not be one cheerful face on the earth. Whether I shall ever be better I cannot tell; I awfully forebode I shall not. To remain as I am is impossible. I must die or be better.

The kind that could only be possible in someone who was going to die at some point in the future, and also someone who had lived enough to know that loving and being loved back was a hard thing to get right, but when you managed it, you could see forever.

Crying releases stress hormones. Swearing increases pain tolerance. Fury can motivate us into action. Feel what you feel.

Music is about time,' I told her. 'It is about controlling time.' When she stopped playing, she looked thoughtful for a moment and said something like, 'I sometimes want to stop time. I sometimes want, in a happy moment, for a church bell never to ring again. I want not to ever have to go to the marker again. I want for the starlings to stop flying in the sky... But we are all at the mercy of time. We are all the strings, aren't we?

I wanted to be somewhere he had never been. I wanted somewhere where I didn't have to feel his ghost. But the truth is, it only half-works, you know? Places are places and memories are memories and life is fucking life.

The Last Update That Nora Had Posted Before She Found Herself Between Life and Death I miss my cat. I'm tired.

There was more to her than a flat line of mild to moderate depression, spiced up with occasional flourishes of despair.

Los momentos felices pueden provocar dolor si se les da tiempo.

We don't have to have tried every variety of grape from every vineyard to know the pleasure of wine. Love and laughter and fear and pain are universal currencies. ... We are as completely and utterly alive as we are in any other life and have access to the same emotional spectrum.

This was a life where she put four exclamation marks in a row. That was probably what happier, less uptight people did.

when you know it is possible for you to feel pain you have no control over. You become vulnerable. Because the possibility of pain is where love stems from.

The most painful moments in life expand us. And when the pain leaves, space remains. Space we can fill with life itself.

Life wasn't ever one ingredient. It was several. And some flavors were bad and some were good, but love was the strongest of all. If you were loved, you had everything.

So why do we bother with love? No matter how much we love someone we are never going to make them, or ourselves, free of pain.

But the truth is, it only half-works, you know? Places are places and memories are memories and life is fucking life.

Sad things happen in life. They just do. But so do happy things.

Sometimes depression triggers anxiety.

When I am in a room with People," he wrote, "if I ever am free from speculating on creations of my own brain, then not myself goes home to myself: but the identity of everyone in the room begins to press upon me so that I am in a very little time annihilated.

I mean, it would have made things a lot easier if we understood there was no way of living that can immunize you against sadness. And that sadness is intrinsically part of the fabric of happiness. You can't have one without the other. Of course, they come in different degrees and quantities. But there is no life where you can be in a state of sheer happiness forever. And imagining there is just breeds more unhappiness in the life you're in.

I traveled with my work. I went to Paris, Boston, Rome, São Paolo, Berlin, Madrid, Tokyo. I wanted to fill my mind with human faces, in order to forget Isobel's. But I achieved the opposite effect. By studying the entire human species, I felt more toward her specifically. By thinking of the cloud, I thirsted for the raindrop.

She had shrunk for him, but he still hadn't found the space he needed.

He didn't even seem bothered. To seem grateful in any way for the universe he was in. the universe she had felt so guilty for not allowing to happen.

The word 'viral' is perfect at describing the contagious effect caused by the combination of human nature and technology. And, of course, it isn't just videos and products and tweets that can be contagious. Emotions can be, too. A completely connected world has the potential to go mad, all at once.