Quotes About Emotions

Gratitude' is a euphemism for resentment.

Gratitude' is a euphemism for resentment. Resentment from most people I do not mind—but from pretty little girls it is distasteful to me.

Jubal had long ago even foresworn pets, because he outlived them, or (worse yet) it was now possible that a pet would outlive him, be orphaned.

I've found out why people laugh. They laugh because it hurts so much . . . because it's the only thing that'll make it stop hurting." Jill

That old saw about "To understand all is to forgive all" is a lot of tripe. Some things, the more you understand the more you loathe them. My

I spent time then soothing Mike down and trying to make him happy, having figured out what troubled him—thing that makes puppies cry and causes people to suicide: loneliness.

When I was younger, I thought I could change this world. Now I no longer think so but for emotional reasons I must keep on fighting a holding action.

You can't sell love and you can't buy Happiness, no price tags on either . . . and if you think there is, the way to Hell lies open.

He can make you feel the quiet, endless tragedy that there was never a girl born who ever grew older than eighteen in her heart . . . no matter what the merciless hours have done.

A dead person's clothes should be given away or burned; nothing should be kept that does not inspire happy memories.

Look, kids, I've seen every possible type of joy house and pleasure dome. Happiness is in the heart, not in that stuff.

Go ahead and cry. Tears are lubricant for the soul. Males would be better off if they cried as easily as women

If you don't love yourself, no one else will. If you don't like yourself, you can't like other people.

curled up and indulged in that worst of vices, self-pity, doing it thoroughly, with plenty of tears. I don't see anything wrong with crying; it lubricates the psyche.

They're not cruel; they're just pig-headed and provincial. The fact that you have feelings never occurs to them.

All psychological suffering (or happiness, taken in its usual sense) is a matter of comparison.

If it has an impact, it means there is a war inside me. You set it off, but what you set off is my business. Anything that can burn in a person should burn. Only the things that are fireproof are worth keeping. If you can hurt my feelings, they are better off hurt, because it's an error in me.

To fall in love is to project the most noble and infinitely valuable part of one's being onto another human being (..) the divinity we see in others is truly there, but we don't have the right to see it until we have taken away our own projections. (..) in-loveness obliterates the humanity of the beloved. One does a curious kind of insult to another by falling in love with him, for we are really looking at our own projection of God, not at the other person.

When we're in love, we put our gold—our expectations—on the other person, and this obliterates her. There is no relatedness.

We see this in some men at certain stages of life. A man who has always been tough, an aggressive go-getter, will suddenly be attacked by his bottled-up feminine side. It may take the form of an illness, a depression, a loss of interest in life. Suddenly he is moody, hyperemotional, indecisive. His wife has to make his decisions for him while he retreats into moods and hypochondria.

Much of the turmoil for a modern woman is the collision between her Aphrodite nature and her Psyche nature.

We haven't evolved much further in our own century. Our religion is romance: We locate the divine world in physical people—the people with whom we fall in love.

To fall in love is to project the most noble part of one's being onto another human being (..) the divinity we see in others is truly there, but we don't have the right to see it until we have taken away our own projections. (..) in-loveness obliterates the humanity of the beloved. One does a curious kind of insult to another by falling in love with him, for we are really looking at our own projection of God, not at the other person.

a woman has control over her feelings and inner world, a capacity unknown to most men. She can enter at will a deep place within herself where healing and balance are restored.