Quotes About Emotions

Mammy's heart was like a pallid beach where Laila's footprints would forever wash away beneath the waves of sorrow that swelled and crashed, swelled and crashed.

Baba Ayub didn't understand. Just as he didn't understand why a wave of something, something like the tail end of a sad dream, always swept through him whenever he heard the jingling, surprising him each time like an unexpected gust of wind. But then it passed, as all things do. It passed.

It's her way of keeping Mariam close awhile yet before time has its way, before it snatches Mariam from the garden of her memory like a weed pulled by its roots.

She would never leave her mark on Mammy's heart the way her brothers had, because Mammy's heart was like a pallid beach where Laila's footprints would forever wash away beneath the waves of sorrow that swelled and crashed

I wished I could open my veins and drain his cursed blood from my body.

Untukmu keseribu kalinya - Hassan si pengejar layang-layang berbibir sumbing

Laila was shocked at how easily she'd come unhinged, but, the truth was, part of her had liked it, had liked how it felt to scream at Mariam, to curse her, to have a target at which to focus all her simmering anger, her grief.

Dijo: «Tengo mucho miedo.» Y yo le pregunté: «¿Por qué?», y ella respondió: «Porque soy profundamente feliz, doctor Rasul. Una felicidad así asusta.» Le pregunté por qué y dijo: «Sólo te permiten ser así de feliz cuando están preparándose para llevarse algo de ti»

Not a word passes between us, not because we have nothing to say, but because we don't have to say anything- that's how it is between people who are each other's first memories.

Once, when I was little, I asked her if she'd cried when my father had fallen to his death. At the funeral? I mean, the burial? No, I did not. Because you weren't sad? Because it was nobody's business if I was.

she was leaving the world as a woman who had loved and been loved back. She was leaving it as a friend, a companion, a guardian. A mother.

So much had happened since those childhood days, so much that needed to be said. But that first night the enormity of it all stole the words from her. That night, it was blessing enough to be beside him. It was blessing enough to know that he was here, to feel the warmth of him next to her, to lie with him, their heads touching, his right hand laced in her left.

Sad stories make good books.

Me ardía la cara. Ahí estaba de nuevo mi pasado; mi pasado era así, siempre volvía a aparecer. Su nombre surgía desde lo más profundo de mi ser, pero no quería pronunciarlo por temor a que se materializara.

Tengo mucho miedo Y yo le pregunté: ¿Por qué?, y ella respondió: Porque soy profundamente feliz. Una felicidad así asusta. Le pregunté por qué y dijo: Sólo te permiten ser así de feliz cuando están preparándose para llevarse algo de ti.

One is well served by a degree of both humility and charity when judging the inner working of another person's heart.

Rasa bersalah menggerakkan seseorang untuk melakukan kebaikan.

Love is a damaging mistake, and its accomplice, hope, a treacherous illusion.

Em poucos anos, essa menina vai ser uma mulher que pede muito pouco da vida , que nunca incomoda ninguém, nunca deixa transparecer que ela também tem tristezas, desapontamentos, sonhos que foram menosprezados. Uma mulher que vai ser como uma rocha no leito de um rio, suportando tudo sem se queixar. Uma mulher cuja generosidade, longe de ser contaminada, foi forjada pelas turbulências que se abateram sobre ela.

Abdullah böylesine k?r?lgan ,ufak tefekbir bedenin bu kadar bol mutluluÄŸu,bu kadar çok iyiliÄŸi nas?l bar?nd?rabildiÄŸine hayret ederdi.Bar?nd?ram?yord? zaten.d??ar?ya ta??yor,gözlerinden oluk oluk ak?yordu.

People, she believed now, shouldn't be allowed to have new children if they'd already given away all their love to their old ones.

Comprendí que el mundo no ve el interior de las personas, y que poco le importan las esperanzas, penas y sueños que albergamos bajo una máscara de piel y de hueso. Es así de sencillo, cruel y absurdo.

Ar fi trebuit sa fiu mai draguta cu ea. Asta e un lucru pe care in mod sigur nicio persoana nu il va regreta niciodata. Nu-ti vei spune niciodata la batranete: A, imi doresc sa nu fi fost draguta cu acel om. Nu vei gandi niciodata asa.

I remembered how, as a boy, I would stew over all the things Mamá wouldn't do, things other mothers did. Hold my hand when we walked. Sit me up on her lap, read bedtime stories, kiss my face good night. Those things were true enough. But, all those years, I'd been blind to a greater truth, which lay unacknowledged and unappreciated, buried deep beneath my grievances. It was this: that my mother would never leave me.