Quotes About Emotions

A friend of mine's just had a baby," Niki said. "She's really pleased. I can't think why. Horrible screaming thing she's produced.

the slow tread of an old couple's love for each other, and understand how black shadows make part of its whole.

But on further observation, I saw that even if the danger topics were avoided – topics like Josie's education assignments, or her social interaction scores – the uncomfortable feeling could still be there because it really had to do with something beneath these topics; that the danger topics were themselves ways the Mother had devised to make certain emotions appear inside Josie's mind.

What was I like in those days, Father? Was I like a mad person?' 'You were very shocked, which was only to be expected. We were all shocked, those of us who were left.

I wonder if what we feel in our hearts today isn't like these raindrops still falling on us from the soaked leaves above, even though the sky itself long stopped raining. I'm wondering if without our memories, there's nothing for it but for our love to fade and die.

You're much the senior in years, Master Axl, but in matters of blood, it may be I'm the elder and you the youth. I've seen dark hatred as bottomless as the sea on the faces of old women and tender children, and some days felt such hatred myself.

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

But it was not so much the content of our conversation as the little smiles she gave at the end of utterances, her small ironic inflections here and there, certain gestures with her shoulders or her hands, which began to recall unmistakably the rhythms and habits of our conversations from all those years ago.

Sometimes,' She said, 'at special moments like that, people feel a pain alongside their happiness. I'm glad you watch everything so carefully, Klara'" (Ishiguro 23).

Sometimes,' She said, 'at special moments like that, people feel a pain alongside their happiness. I'm glad you watch everything so carefully, Klara

that all good stories, never mind how radical or traditional their mode of telling, had to contain relationships that are important to us; that move us, amuse us, anger us, surprise us.

was speaking to me. 'It must be nice sometimes to have no feelings. I envy you.' I considered this, then said: 'I believe I have many feelings. The more I observe, the more feelings become available to me.

I do, Axl. But then again I wonder if what we feel in our hearts today isn't like these raindrops still falling on us from the soaked leaves above, even though the sky itself long stopped raining. I'm wondering if without our memories, there's nothing for it but for our love to fade and die.

Until recently, I didn't think that humans could choose loneliness.

Once in a while – and I soon got better at watching those at the window while appearing to gaze at the RPO Building – a child would come to stare at us, and there would be a sadness there, or sometimes an anger, as though we'd done something wrong. A child like this could easily change the next moment and begin laughing or waving like the rest of them, but after our second day in the window, I learned quickly to tell the difference.

I believe I have many feelings. The more I observe, the more feelings become available to me.

I'm sure she barely knew the meaning of loneliness with you there.' 'I hope not.

Me deleitaría si pudiese, honorable Axl, porque será una venganza justa. Pero me debilitan los años pasados entre vosotros, y por mucho que lo intente, una parte de mí da la espalda a las llamas del odio

I tried to imagine me and Rosa getting so angry with each other we would start to fight like that, actually trying to damage each other's bodies. The idea seemed ridiculous, but I'd seen the taxi drivers, so I tried to find the beginnings of such a feeling in my mind. It was useless, though, and I'd always end up laughing at my own thoughts.

Deja que te pregunte esto: ¿crees en el corazón humano? No me refiero al órgano físico, claro está. Me refiero a su sentido poético. El corazón humano. ¿Crees que existe tal cosa? ¿Algo que hace que cada uno de nosotros seamos especiales e individuales?

My heart hurts that means I'm alive.

Sunt un laÈ™, nu pot îndura suferinÈ›a de a fi fericit.

so I never left due to you being out of my comfort zone and shortness of breath. Besides, I was already in a relationship with… pain and I hated him, but I loved him because pain had been faithful for years.

a mathematician is someone for whom mathematics is a soap opera.