Quotes About Emotions

The truth is, we usually only show our unhappiness to another woman. I suppose this is one of our problems. And yet it is also one of our strengths.

The person with the bleeding finger doesn't hurt less for the person next to him with the bleeding arm.

The owner was this very thin woman who looked sort of bitchy, which, think about it, most very thin women do-even when they smile, it's like grimacing. Fat people are often miserable too, but at least they LOOK jolly even though it's really mostly them apologizing, like, Sorry, sorry, sorry I'm offending your idea of bodily aesthetics, Sorry I'm clogging my arteries and giving the thumbs-up to diabetes.

Everybody has thoughts that shame them. You can't control them coming in. But you don't have to let them all out.

I wasn't sure it was right to abandon myself to lighthearted banter, to allow someone to interfere with my being able to behave in whatever way I chose, whenever I wanted. What if I wanted to enjoy a memory or a good cry? I wasn't weaned from that yet; I wasn't finished being with him in the only way I had left.

Funny how an animal can hurt your feelings when you're all alone.

Steven sits back in the booth, crosses his arms. "My wife was cremated." "Your wife…?" "She died when Maddy was two weeks old." "Oh, my. My goodness. That's a hard one. Boy, oh, boy. That must have been hard." "It never goes away. Never does." Arthur leans forward. "The pain, you mean?

Whenever Sadie sees engagement rings, she feels a strange mix of emotions: a kind of excitement mixed with a vague sadness. A longing for a speci??c kind of inclusion she both aspires to and fears. And, oddly, she feels a sense of failure, of shame. She knows it's nonsensical, but there it is, big inside her, this sense of having screwed everything up, of having lost something she never had.

Healing hurts, but hurting heals.

You know what? That woman's pain being greater than yours doesn't make your pain any less. She deserves the best we can offer, and so do you. Now roll over and hike up your johnnie.

I would try to find joy despite the necessary work of grieving, and I knew full well that work was exactly the right word to describe it. It was John's life that was over, not mine.

Sometimes, just when you think you're going to die from pain, rage steps in to save you. There's only so much room in a human heart. Thank God. The

Oh, why isn't there a Community Center for People Who Need a Little Something? If people would only tell the truth about the way they felt, it would be busy all the time. There could be folding chairs arranged in groups, people sitting there saying, "I don't know, I just wanted to come here for a while." I

What she knows now is that no one is ever through with love. No one ever should be.

His mother said, Oh, it's miserable to love, Johnny, I'm sorry to tell you so. Miserable for me, anyway, because I feel it too hard. And what happens then? What do you think? You go from the lovely direct to the pain - you can't help it.

Divorce is a series of internal earthquakes, that's what it is, one after the other.

The heart is a small muscle with tremendous strength;

Sometimes, just when you think you're going to die from pain, rage steps in to save you. There's only so much room in a human heart.

little disappointments seem like paper cuts; they can bother you more than the big things do.

emotions that fuel love are ageless; they live in our heart, and therefore operate independently of our bodies.

Everybody has thoughts that shame them. You can't control them coming in, but you don't have to let them all out. That's the crux of it.

Elizabeth Berg

Well, you just don't seem very...proud of me. He started to say that he was, but she interrupted him, saying, Don't. It's like my saying you never say you love me, and your saying it then. It doesn't matter, then. It doesn't count.

I wanted him to be a toy man that I could bring upstairs with me, then store on a high shelf in the closet. But he was alive and complicated. He came with his own parts that had their own demands.