Quotes About Emotions

Perhaps one must experience a passion of one's own before one can comprehend another's.

It's just that, in the modern era, we're supposed to believe that human motives and emotions can be explained by psychological theories.

I love acting like I'm in love. It's a very positive thing.

It's sad, actually, because my anxiety keeps me from enjoying things as much as I should at this age.

I am always happy when my body remembers to feel things other than scared.

No easy thing, letting go. The pain I carried in my heart was constant and at times served as a comfort and a touchstone

I've heard people say that the hardest thing in the world is to live with someone you don't love. But I've always thought it would be far more difficult to live with someone who doesn't love you.

Grudges are like superstitions. You know they don't make sense, but you cling to them, anyway." We

There's a Chinese legend about hungry ghosts. Entities that devour human emotions. Spirits whose sole purpose is to sustain themselves in our realm by feeding on our warmth and energy.

the extraordinary eighteenth-century proliferation of literature which glamorized romantic experience.

We all seem to be affected by desire, anger, fear, sorrow, worry, hunger, and labour; how do we have caste differences then?

I can sit in front of the TV and watch an old romantic film and be transfixed.

I've learned how to make a meal out of pain, how to brand my sorrow.

I cry until I evaporate.

Anger has that peculiar quality of isolation; like sorrow, it cuts one off, and for the time being, at least, all relationship comes to an end. Anger has the temporary strength and vitality of the isolated. There is a strange despair in anger; for isolation is despair.

The grief loosens its jaw from my neck but doesn't let go.

I'd grow extra mouths to swallow all his confusion and sorrow.

Love is a temporary insanity curable by marriage or by removal of the patient from the influences under which he incurred the disorder.

Women in love are less ashamed than men. They have less to be ashamed of.

Forgetting the pain you are in now doesn't erase the pain,rather it builds it up for exploding later.

Only love can break a heart into so many pieces.

I could not cry for my own brother; he would not want me to. But I found myself crying for this hated stranger and the endless slaughter that I had almost contributed to." (page 8)

It is only in sorrow bad weather masters us in joy we face the storm and defy it.

It is little men know of women their smiles and their tears alike are seldom what they seem.