Quotes About Emotions

unbroken happiness is a bore: it should have ups and downs.

If you suppress grief too much, it can well redouble.

To find yourself jilted is a blow to your pride. Do your best to forget it and if you don't succeed, at least pretend to.

We ought to punish pitilessly that shameful pretence of friendly intercourse. I like a man to be a man, and to show on all occasions the bottom of his heart in his discourse. Let that be the thing to speak, and never let our feelings be beneath vain compliments

[Neuroscientists] haven't found a 'buy' button inside the brain, we can't tell whether someone is lying or in love just by looking at their brain scans, and we can't turn sinners into saints with hormones.

In the great litterbox of relationships, shit happens.

his mother and I aren't too happy about Richard. Frankly, he's getting a bit, er, well … first reading poetry when he ought to be getting his pony ready for the Bath and County next Thursday, then lying to his mother – took his beating in a very, well, cowardly way, then, am I right? howling on your, in your, in the schoolroom,' the Captain finished desperately.

Food is a constant flashpoint between mother and daughter. Aroon

She writes better than anyone else about the mother–daughter relationship, in all its thorny, fraught, inescapable complexity.

Listen to me," he said. "I will never hurt you or touch you. I won't put my hands on you unless you ask me. Beg me." I gasped and fell back against the door, strength leaving my legs. "And I want you to beg me," he said, still closer. "And I think someday you will.

Sometimes you just had to feel it. Sometimes you had to let the terror and the anger and the fear tear you apart. So you could feel what came next.

Sam. You and me are super fucked up right now, but your mom is family to me and you know that.

You want to fuck, let's do it. Let's burn down the fucking place. We got that in us…between us. But when it's over…all I'll leave you are bruises. Because that's all I have to give you.

I don't want to love you," he said. "I know." "Half the time I hate you." "I know.

We'd been a tragedy waiting to happen from the moment we met and it hadn't stopped me from falling deep in love with her. And our love was messy and it was colored right now with a lot of other shit. But it didn't change the love. It was still there, a steady heartbeat beneath everything.

I'm just…fuck. I'm just so glad you answered that damn phone.

Whatever this is…this impetus you have to help me right now, I know it's a lie. You're not kind, Blake, and I've had more than enough lies in my life. I don't want any more.

I want to believe that memories, even sad and painful ones, should not be forgotten forever.

I can't stay," said Chanu, and they clung to each other inside a sadness that went beyond words and tears, beyond that place, those causes and consequences, and became a part of their breath, their marrow, to travel with them from now to wherever they went.

When a relationship doesn't work anymore, it's terrible to stay with someone that you don't love.

After a while in marriage, it doesn't work anymore. There is something missing, there is something wrong. There are few marriages that stay alive forever. We like something, and after a while, we hate what we used to love.

If one's mother cries, there is nothing stable left in the world.

I had half a feeling that he might suddenly savage me in a bear hug under glass arcade. When he was disgruntled, you never knew how he would vent it.

The Buddhists say if you meet somebody and your heart pounds, your hands shake, your knees go weak, that's not the one. When you meet your 'soul mate' you'll feel calm. No anxiety, no agitation.