Quotes About Emotions

That the dying mind would take us back to the time when we felt most alive.

It was for my dear, dear friend Poirot. I was saying goodbye to him as well, and I felt it with all my heart.

Many of my colleagues operate from a mistaken notion that rational thought can come from only objective discourse, devoid of emotions. To me, speaking from the heart and with passion is not antagonistic to reason.

You'd better find a way to laugh at life, because it will certainly make you cry.

One day, Lisa Capaldini, a young intern in the AIDS ward, was saying good-bye to a patient named Gordon with whom she had grown close. Gordon was about to be discharged, but he was blind and dying, and Capaldini knew that she would never see him again. While she hovered over his bed, the intern began to cry. "And I thought, 'That's okay, he won't know.' Then I realized that my tears were dropping on his face. And I thought, 'Busted.

Quien no ha perdido a quien quiere mientras le dice todo está bien, no pasa nada, no sabe lo que es el amor.

Uno muere a plazos, en contra de lo que pensamos. Porque el final del amor es lo más parecido a la muerte para todos aquellos que no han experimentado la muerte real, que es sin discusión lo más parecido a la muerte. Los muertos, justo antes de morirse, ponen un gesto de ah, vaya, era esto. En cambio, en el final del amor nadie entiende nada, ¿qué es esto?, nadie me había contado nada de esto, porque no reconoce a la muerte entregando uno de sus plazos.

Mi padre me enseñó que un padre puede llorar delante de sus hijos, que eso otorga un valor a las lágrimas que los niños no conocen, porque los lloros infantiles son siempre caprichosos, intrascendentes, oportunistas. Pero las lágirmas de un padre son de plomo

Creí enamorarme un par de veces, pero en realidad seguía enamorado de alguien que ya no estaba conmigo.

Las canciones son cometas que alguien agarra al vuelo y las sostiene un rato o ya no las suelta más nunca.

Sorrow and desolation have their songs as well as joy and peace. Slaves sing more to make themselves happy than to express their happiness

It's strange how sometimes you can be so happy it goes all the way round to sadness.

It was impossible to sleep. Anxiety stopped me from falling asleep; depression woke me up.

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar? rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggg? ggggggggg? gggggghh? hhhhhhhhhhh? !!!!!!!!!!? !!!!!!!!!!!!? !!!!!!!!!!!!

Zoe also knew her stepmother did not love her. Or even like her very much. In truth, Zoe was pretty sure her stepmother hated her. Sheila treated her at worst as an irritant, at best as if she were invisible.

Zoe wiped it away gently, as a tear dropped from her eye on to his cold pink nose.

As Jack listened at the top of the stairs, a tear welled in his eye, and rolled very slowly down his cheek. 8

had had a mixed

How did it sound?" asked Tom. "Awful! But it didn't matter how it sounded!" said Robin. "It was how it felt!

exercise during adolescence reduces depression, anxiety, and other emotional distress.

We enjoy warmth because we have been cold. We appreciate light because we have been in darkness. By the same token, we can experience joy because we have known sadness.

He could never pretend to love when it was something that came natural to him, nor would he ever accept hatred just because it came natural to someone else.

Although I smile a lot, it's because I hide a lot from my truth. The truth that some days I just feel like another lost nigga.

Oh, hell," Thandi muttered, her heart lower than ever. "I really blew it, didn't I?" "Don't be silly," Berry scolded. "It's just your first lovers' spat. You accused of him of being an inhuman fiend, and he got a little miffed. No big deal.