Quotes About Emotions

There are no miraculous responses that will make intense feelings of fear, rage, sadness, and jealousy just disappear in a cloud of smoke.

How can we express our natural feelings of anger without hurting our children or attacking their self-esteem? And, at the same time, how can we teach our children to express their own feelings of anger in ways that are helpful, not hurtful?

Our goal, then, is not to eliminate the feelings of anger from our parental repertoire. We couldn't, even if we wanted to. Rather, it is to find ways to express ourselves when we are angry that do not hurt, insult, demean, or inspire revenge and rage in our children.

Unchecked expressions of anger often lead to our making negative statements that communicate to our children that we think they are unlovable.

But the idea that Stoics don't have emotional skin in the game is a misreading of ancient Stoicism. The Stoics were the most nuanced of early emotion theorists, detailing the layered complexity of emotional life. They describe "proto-emotions" that we feel and can't control, and even a sage isn't impugned for experiencing these starts and startles.

So, despite the popular view of Stoicism as a philosophy that would strip us of most emotions, the ancient Stoics argue that the very best of us show rational exuberance and desire, and a cautious wariness, lest we be too easily led astray or deceived. We cherish friends and nurture warm and welcoming attitudes toward them. This is what it is to be righteous. Put bluntly, even sages have emotional skin in the game.

Much of our media now are so image-rich and content-poor that they just serve to capture the eye, manipulate our emotions, and short-circuit our impulses. The propaganda and advertising industries therefore function increasingly like adult obedience industries. They instruct their audiences in how to feel and what to think, and increasing numbers of people seem to accept and follow the cues without question.

Three mysteries are grasped by no man: The mistletoe green between earth and sky, The sadness in a maiden's smile, The runes shaped by the changing moon.

In the blue sky overhead, larks sang like my heart.

Grinning with delight even as my heart ached—a familiar bittersweet feeling, that of enjoying affection from afar—I watched until they all went inside, the cab and the barouche drove away, and it became apparent that the moment of drama was over.

My dear sister... His dear sister. Those words - how oddly they affected me

Chopin étude. At first, she rushed, hit the wrong keys, could not get the rhythm right, but she continued, and as the music unwound like a silken rope from a magic skein, she entered that kingdom that art created, between reality and the possibility of other realities, between harsh life and shining beauty, between death and the possibility of eternity, that radiant realm that nourished her soul and made her understand why she lived.

It hurts my heart, too, sweetie, but you know what? Sometimes crying is a kind of cure. Sometimes that's what the body and the heart need to do. It's hard to watch, but it's not always a bad thing.

Trevor Black was relaxed, easy in his body, present but not pressing. Zack always came on strong—the blazing smile, the hearty greeting. Trevor's hand was a bridge, not a rope to jerk her into Zack's realm. She lightly touched his palm, and her heart leapt in her chest. Oh, good. She was physically attracted to some random young guy right in front of her children. Nice.

Music is one of the most efficient mood elevators we have. People in nursing homes, whether ambulatory or even bedridden, whether lucid or not, would be provided with great pleasure by your playing. Maybe they could even dream, return to the best times in their lives, when they were loved." Tears filled Sophie's eyes. "I've never heard you

It is not a lonely feeling, but just as I am always sad to close the cover on a book, I feel I have finished with this part of my life and will have to begin a new book.

The only forgiveness I can muster is to call him human. 

premier firm in Seattle. Seeing his pre-teen scrawl should have made him smile at his young self.

needed comforting after discovering my boyfriend of two years, Todd, had stuck his salami in someone else's sandwich. I referred to him now as my ex-boyfriend 'The Toad.

Contentment maintains control over the spirit and does not allow ungoverned passions and unrestrained emotions to bring discomposure right at the moment when the greatest composure is called for. Contentment calms the heart and leads the heart to act and speak wisely, even when under great provocation.

Georgie) Why is it that you always want to run after the one that goes off in a huff, and push away the one who is clinging to you?

Peter) If you don't share the lows, it seems you might stop sharing the highs as well.

Each of us realized, with a clarity that is hard to describe, that the only crucial thing in life is the chance to love and be loved.

When hope is lost, the mind protects us with denial, and my denial protected me from facing what I knew.