Quotes About Emotions

We think that the point is to pass the test or overcome the problem, but the truth is that things don't really get solved. They come together and they fall apart. Then they come together again and fall apart again. It's just like that. The healing comes from letting there be room for all of this to happen: room for grief, for relief, for misery, for joy.

Rather than letting our negativity get the better of us, we could acknowledge that right now we feel like a piece of shit and not be squeamish about taking a good look.

What seemed delicacy in him was usually a way of avoiding trouble; what seemed like sympathy was the instinct to prevent trouble before it started. It was hard to see what growing older would mean to such a person. His emotions, from lack of exercise, had disappeared almost altogether. Adaptability and curiosity, he had found, did just as well.

Giving presents is one of the most possessive things we do, did you realize that? It's the way we keep a hold on other people. Plant ourselves in their lives.

I don't know who I am, I don't know what I'm like, how can I know what I want? I only know that whether I'm good or bad, whether I'm a bitch or not, whether I'm strong or weak or contemptible or a bloody martyr - I mean whether I'm fat or thin, tall or short, because I don't know - I want to be happy.

When we were young, we said the hell with it and used our breasts as shields. But the tears fall so easy when they take away love.

I told him that my father was dead and that to take her mind off it I had told my mother that I was pregnant. I said it had taken her mind off it wonderfully, so far; and that it also happened to be true.

No se aprende nada lastimando a los demás; solo aprendes cuando te lastiman a ti.

Kindness! I think that it is possible to kill with kindness....

Life speeds by and no matter how much joy there is, there is sadness.

Freedom is a state of mind, mignonne,' he said against her hair. 'My ancestor found it in this room, studying the constellations, even though physically he was a prisoner of his own infirmity. Other men are prisoners of their own emotions, their hearts given in bondage to a woman as cold and remote as the distant stars.

At last you realise that a man is not an equal, but an alien force, bent on destruction when he is aroused to anger.

Children were vulnerable—helpless hostages to fate, their emotions so tender that a parent could with the smallest sentence, the briefest gesture, accidentally scar them. He did not want the burden of carrying that responsibility.

She hated Jourdan as she had never hated anyone in her life before. She tried to move away, but he wouldn't let her, his face a white mask of fury above her, and she realised that she had voiced her thoughts out loud. 'You don't hate me, mignonne,' he drawled with harsh cruelty, his fingers biting into the tender flesh of her arms. 'You hate yourself for being a woman...

Teachers need to sit with their journal and write in the voice of that teenager. Write and remember. That's who we teach!

I'm not the most positive person.

Some wounds are so great that the only way to survive is to lock them up in a little box and put them somewhere deep inside,

Oh, other people's happiness, especially when it is ill-won, is hard to bear when you are unhappy yourself,' he said. 'I should know.

I'm sorry, Roger, but that doesn't make me feel any better. Worse if anything. All that, knowing that, and he didn't tell me, kept it to himself. He must have been so frightened, so wretched. I can't have been much of a wife.

She didn't tell him about the cancer. She didn't want to tell anyone about it. It seemed to make everything worse.

Ludovic, you don't understand. It makes me feel far far worse. That he couldn't tell me about it, share all this with me.

You decide for yourself when it will hurt.

and we do decide for ourselves when it will hurt.

Then she turns to me. 'Tell me. How are you really?' she says, as if there were two versions of my life, and now she is not on the verge of tears at all, but sharp-voiced as an interrogator.