Quotes About Emotions

I keep thinking about this river somewhere, with the water moving really fast. And these two people in the water, trying to hold onto each other, holding on as hard as they can, but in the end it's just too much. The current's too strong. They've got to let go, drift apart. That's how I think it is with us. It's a shame, Kath, because we've loved each other all our lives. But in the end, we can't stay together forever.

I'm wondering if without our memories, there's nothing for it but for our love to fade and die.

If we'd understood that back then-who knows?-maybe we'd have kept a tighter hold of one another.

Ama san?r?m, gerçek ÅŸu ki, o s?ralarda bizi birbirimizden ay?rmaya çal??an güçlü gelgitler vard? ve ayr?l???n tamamlanmas? için böyle bir ÅŸeyin olmas? gerekiyordu. Bunu o s?rada anlam?? olsayd?k - kim bilir? - belki birbirimize daha s?k? sar?l?rd?k.

I keep thinking about this river . . . two people in the water, trying to hold onto each other, holding on as hard as they can, but in the end it's just too much. The current is too strong. They've got to let go . . . It's a shame, Kath, because we've loved each other all our lives. But, in the end, we can't stay together forever.

didn't think that humans could choose loneliness.

Sometimes,' she said, 'at special moments like that, people feel a pain alongside their happiness

Manager, I did all I could to learn Josie and had it become necessary, I would have done my utmost. But I don't think it would have worked out so well. Not because I wouldn't have achieved accuracy. But however hard I tried, I believe now there would have remained something beyond my reach. The Mother, Rick, Melania Housekeeper, the Father. I'd never have reached what they felt for Josie in their hearts. I'm now sure of this, Manager?

pictures, poetry, all that kind of stuff, she said they revealed what you were like inside. She said they revealed your soul.

Uneori sunt atât de adâncit? în singur?tate, încât dac? se întâmpl? s? dau din greseal? peste o persoan? pe care o cunosc, am un fel de È™oc È™i îmi ia ceva timp s? m? adaptez la situaÈ›ie.

little private nooks created out of thin air where we could go off alone with our fears and longings

we've loved each other all our lives. But in the end, we can't stay together forever.

It was that exchange, when we finally mentioned the closing of Hailsham, that suddenly brought us close again, and we hugged, quite spontaneously, not so much to comfort one another, but as a way of affirming Hailsham, the fact that it was still there in both our memories. Then I had to hurry off to my own car.

the danger topics were themselves ways the Mother had devised to make certain emotions appear inside Josie's mind.

She told Roy that things like pictures, poetry, all that kind of stuff, she said they revealed what you were like inside. She said they revealed your soul.

They fear loneliness and that's why they behave as they do. Perhaps Josie too.

This country awakens so many memories, though each seems like some restless sparrow I know will flee any moment into the breeze.

but also, I thought, a little sadly. Rick returned the smile, and I wondered if they were exchanging secret messages just with their gazes.

keep thinking about this river somewhere, with the water moving really fast. And these two people in the water, trying to hold onto each other, holding on as hard as they can, but in the end it's just too much. The current's too strong. They've got to let go, drift apart. That's how I think it is with us. It's a shame, Kath, because we've loved each other all our lives. But in the end, we can't stay together forever.

Then suddenly, with the skeleton in an obscene heap on the desktop, she turned away and began telling us how we had to be careful who we had sex with. Not just because of the diseases, but because, she said, "sex affects emotions in ways you'd never expect." We had to be extremely careful about having sex in the outside world, especially with people who weren't students, because out there sex meant all sorts of things.

You believe in the human heart? I don't mean simply the organ, obviously. I'm speaking in a poetic sense. The human heart. Do you think there is such a thing? Something that makes each of us special and individual?

Era como si los tres volviéramos a estar unidos y no quisiéramos que nada pudiera ensombrecer nuestro estado de ánimo.

you'd have to learn not just her mannerisms but what's deeply inside her? Wouldn't you have to learn her heart?' 'Yes, certainly.' 'And that could be difficult, no? Something beyond even your wonderful capabilities. Because an impersonation wouldn't do, however skillful. You'd have to learn her heart, and learn it fully, or you'll never become Josie in any sense that matters.

And I tried to imagine how I would feel if Rosa and I, a long time from now, long after we'd found our different homes, saw each other again by chance on a street. Would I then feel, as Manager had put it, pain alongside my happiness? *