Quotes About Emotions

Far more disturbing than any spook house at an amusement park is a ride through the old hometown if you've been away for years.

If it was as logical as that, I wouldn't continue to feel as bad as I do. I know what you're saying, and you're absolutely right in a way. But logic and rationality only go so far. Then you know what happens? Ha! Then your heart adds its two cents and everything reasonable goes right-out-the-window.

Not only do you lose a person to death, but you lose their noise too—their noise and smells, gestures and facial expressions. You lose the way they talk and phrase things and laugh, the way they fill in your blanks without ever thinking about it or having to try. You lose things you love about them they don't even know they possess.

I think we love differently every day. Like the guy who said you can't stand in a river at exactly the same place twice. Today I love you differently than yesterday, or will tomorrow.

ja nie wybaczam niczego. nawet je?li w pi?tej klasie zw?dzi?e? mi pomara?czow? kredk?, to jeste? ju? na zawsze na mojej czarnej li?cie, draniu.

Only the guilty and the lovers really fear. The first because of what they are, the second for what they might lose.

Like a spider web that you walk into, it is not so easy to get all the tendrils of real love off after you have passed through it.

No one has ever been able to successfully map the coast of sorrow. It is not because of the jagged reefs, the treacherous fogs and shoals. Or because it's prone to ferocious storms and deadly tides that can eat a ship as easily as it can a man in the water. No one has ever been able to map the coast of sorrow because so much of it is invisible.

I wish I knew the flavor of my happiness.

guilt's a whore. It goes with anybody, but it's not good in bed. You're not dying, but this thing you've got with the girl is no different than my situation. We could both use up whole days feeling guilty 'bout what we didn't do in life, but why spend a day in bed with someone who doesn't give you any pleasure?

Some people are more forgiving when they understand a situation, while others become even more furious once they see the whole picture.

Loving's not the question— living is. Love builds the house, but then you got to furnish it.

Great sleep dreams seduce and sometimes torture. The best ones can almost break our heart when we awaken from them and find ourselves back…here.

cerca di non arrabbiarti troppo con chi pensa di conoscerti meglio di quanto tu conosca te stesso. Ha buone intenzioni.

Mi hija tenía razón: la gente joven no se fija en los sentimientos de sus padres, ni siquiera es consciente de ellos la mayor parte del tiempo. Viven en un bendito estado de sociopatía en lo que respecta a las emociones de sus padres.

cuando Gill salió del coche aquella mañana tan fría, consciente de su ausencia definitiva, la invadió la mayor sensación de soledad que recordaba haber tenido nunca.

They assure love from the beginning of life to its conclusion and, in the end, they govern our existence.

I wanted all of her and resented other boys for wanting any part of her.

And this of course, was the simplest definition of depression that he knew of: strongly disliking yourself.

What he'd never understood about men in his position, in all the books he'd read and movies he'd seen about them, was clearer to him now: you couldn't keep expecting wholehearted love without, at some point, requiting it. There was no credit to be earned for simply being good.

Don't talk to me about hatred if you haven't been married.

There's hardly anybody who doesn't hate somebody now, and nobody at all whom somebody doesn't hate.

You encountered a misery near the end of the day and it took a while to gauge its full extent. Some miseries had sharp curvature and could be negotiated readily. Others had almost no curvature and you knew you'd be spending hours turning the corner. Great whopping-big planet-sized miseries.

Everything he'd done with regard to her in the last three years had been calculated to foreclose the intensely personal sort of talks they'd had when he was younger: to get her to shut up, to train her to contain herself, to make her stop pestering him with her overfull heart and her uncensored self. And now that the training was complete and she was obediently trivial with him, he felt bereft of her and wanted to undo it.