Quotes About Emotions

Talking about your feelings helps you let go of your anger. And it takes a lot of energy to be angry all the time.

Lori, did you and Adam have a fight? I mean, another fight? A humdinger?" I snorted. "No, I'm sobbing in Frances's lap because she will marry our father someday and bring back the vegi/soy mayonnaise." "What's the matter with vegi/soy mayonnaise?" Frances asked. McGillicuddy wrinkled his nose at the memory.

Your love for me was a symptom that your brain hadn't developed.

A boy who was such a threat to my mental health and happiness should not be so tall.

This was about to go very bad, because Adam was going to cry. "I miss you," he said, and his voice broke.

Cold and anger were not a good mix. "Hayden," Nick called from behind me. Oh, good! Just what this walk needed: a double-shot of ex to go with that cold and anger.

I'll admit,I may have carried a torch for him all these years.He just blew it out.

How did we get to this place where we had to be tough all the time and never said how much we loved each other?

You've got me so whipped, I can't think of a single sarcastic thing to say." "That makes me feel powerful and manly.

When I told you I loved you, that's what I meant. I never intended to be your experiment, or your walk on the wild side, or your favorite mistake.

He ran his hands through his hair and held on to the back of his neck both biceps bulging. Dang him for looking so hot when I wanted to run away

Because at some time in the last five days, I jad freaking fallen in love with John After

He'd stood there in the snow at Mile-High Pie last night and made me feel sorry for him! He'd made me feel terrible for something I didn't even do, after he'd lied to me to my face! And then he'd kissed me and I'd let him! Mortifying! Now his lips parted. I waited to hear the next lie. I almost hoped it was a good one, so at least I'd have an entertaining story to share with my friends about what an ass he was.

I don't blame you for being confused and thinking, 'Gosh, I called Hayden a fire-crotch and she's mad ? What's up with that?

That's what death is, Danny thought: wanting to talk to someone and not being able to.

I guess it's always romantic when two people fall in love.... Even if it turns out not to be real.

One horror of motherhood lies in the moments when she can see both the exquisiteness of her child and his utter inconsequence to others.

And then I notice the music flooding out of every part of the apartment at once — the couch, the walls, even the floor — and I know Bennies alone in Lou's studio, pouring music down around us. A minute ago it was "Don't Let Me Down". Then it was Blondie's "Heart of Glass". Now it's Iggy Pop's "The Passenger". Listening, I think, You will never know how much I understand you.

All that love, all that pain, all the stuff people feel – not just me and you, brother, but everyone, everyone who's ever walked this beautiful green planet – how can all that disappear when somebody dies? It can't disappear, it's too big. Too strong, too... permanent. So it moves to another frequency, where the human ear can't pick up.

There's a fine line between thinking about somebody and thinking about not thinking about somebody, but I have the patience and the self-control to walk that line for hours—days, if I have to.

I'm always happy," Sasha said. "Sometimes I just forget.

All her excitement had seeped away, leaving behind a terrible sadness, an emptiness that felt violent, as if she'd been gouged.

Phoebe burst into tears. For several minutes she stood weeping in the middle of the road, the choking, gulping sobs of childhood. Something was wrong; something was wrong but she didn't know what. She was alone in the middle of nowhere, behaving strangely, with no one around to help her, and what people were around she wanted only to escape.

Problems he couldn't solve made him angry.