Quotes About Emotions

Stemming it with hearts of controversy.

Words, words, mere words, no matter from the heart.

Music to hear, why hear'st thou music sadly?Sweets with sweet war not, joy delights in joy.

If ever thou shalt love,In the sweet pangs of it remember me;For such as I am all true lovers are:Unstaid and skittish in all motions elseSave in the constant image of the creatureThat is belov'd.

O! that I were as greatAs is my grief, or lesser than my name,Or that I could forget what I have been,Or not remember what I must be now.

Lucrece swears he did her wrong.

Is there any cause in nature that makes these hard hearts?

The wounds invisibleThat love's keen arrows make.

Bassanio: Do all men kill the things they do not love?Shylock: Hates any man the thing he would not kill?

Alas, how love can trifle with itself!

Cursed be my tribe,If I forgive him!

For stony limits cannot hold love out.

I have full cause of weeping, but this heartShall break into a hundred thousand flawsOr ere I'll weep. O fool! I shall go mad.

So shaken as we are, so wan with care.

How much better is it to weep at joy than to joy at weeping!

Where love is great, the littlest doubts are fear;When little fears grow great, great love grows there.

Hysterica passio! down, thou climbing sorrow!Thy element's below.

What private griefs they have, alas! I know not.

Kindness in women, not their beauteous looks,Shall win my love.

O! what a war of looks was then between them.

Each substance of a grief hath twenty shadows.

A wretched soul, bruised with adversity, We bid be quiet when we hear it cry; But were we burdened with like weight of pain, As much or more we should ourselves complain.

Each present joy or sorrow seems the chief.

Lady you bereft me of all words, Only my blood speaks to you in my veins, And there is such confusion in my powers.