Quotes About Emotions

As easy a day as one could wish and no sort of unpleasantness. Still the depression this evening is as black as yesterday. I must face the fact that the chief reason for the depression is that I cannot compose.

jealously lives with insecurity!

don't take many words to break a fragile heart!

But sometimes living in denial was the only way to keep a man from going on a killing spree.

He says, "Your husband fucked my wife." We look at each other and this time it's different. Now I know him. "My husband didn't fuck your wife." My voice is soft. Not amorous, but the tone of a bewildered child. "They had a relationship, then came home and fucked us.

the most painful good-byes were the ones that were never said, never explained

loneliness has its own needs!

anger and jeaously are first cousins!

A man's ego is a fragile thing; as fragile as a woman's heart

fear is weakness uncontrolled!

love is an investment!

The path to love wasn't a smooth road. Love would show up while you were busy with another love, leaving you to decide.

Sex and love are not identical twins. Not fraternal. Not born at the same moment but still of the same womb.

Like she said, love wasn't a switch that could be turned off. It was more like a battery, had to run until there was no more energy left.

I mean, I am human, got feelings and desires, and might ultimately want the same thang, but can I get a moment of mental stimulation first?

But that's not the way love goes. You show the good, disguise the bad.

Eye contact creates wars, creates fights, but eye contact also creates arousal. I felt the weird, pointless tingles, and I read his face and his smile. I tried to look inside him, see what he was feeling, while at the same time guarding myself.

He was old enough to know you can't make people love you. But I suppose when you're wounded, logic ain't logical.

A man knows if he loves a woman in three months, if not three days, but what he desires in three hours, if that is all he desires, he should never get from you in three hundred years.

I heard you on the phone with her. I happened to be in your arms, and you happened to be inside of me, balls deep from what I remember, so I felt the difference, felt what you felt for her, heard how your voice changed when you talked to her.

All I wanted was you. I tore down my wall for you. Now it's been rebuilt.

Falling in love is easy. Being in love sucks.

You haven't been the most affectionate sister I know.

There was severe anger. There was severe disappointment. Endless hostility.