Quotes About Emotions

you've fallen for this man, so hard, so deep, it's like falling off a building and punching a hole through the tarmac to the hidden black caverns of trust, pain, and fear beneath.

Until Quinlan had sobbed in his arms, he hadn't realized what an act of bravery falling in love was.

under the heartbreak blue sky.

Unspoken things—stupid unspoken things: Grant Adams had a finite number of hugs left.

Yes, it's hard to understand," Mikhail growled back. "You have this… this magnificent heart, and you just… try to throw it away. How could you do it?

All that… that sweetness, running around without Dusty to keep it safe? For so long! Dustin knew it was irrational, but the thought made him grumpy and foul and close to tears. He'd grown up as quickly as he could, but Quinlan had been waiting for so long.

You don't love people at their best, sweetheart. You just love them because you can't help it.

He'd seen interviews—the way Cheever Sanders had looked at Blake Manning had made him yearn for things he'd never voiced to himself before.

Strange things our parents give us that we cannot give away or put on a shelf.

Dad was close to the kid, and he was devastated. He came home and yelled at the kitchen table for having dings in it, and at the counters for being old, and then he sat on the kitchen floor and cried. Mom came out of her room and sat down next to him, and they cried together,

Smart, tough, fearless—tears were a sign of nothing but an emotional trigger system that didn't mesh well with mascara

Crick found he had to love Jon and Amy because they loved Deacon, and how could you not love someone so goddamned beautiful that he stopped time itself?

Sex is complicated—you taught me that. Love is simple. It's where the two meet that shit becomes a tangled mess.

You're still grieving the weight away," she observed, blowing my mind. "Let go of the sadness; maybe you can keep some of the fat.

Hammer", I finished lamely, as he waited patiently for my thoughts to find their voice, "we have got to find better words for the things we have in our hearts." "Words seem to be weak things," he murmured into my hair, and I could only hope our hearts would prove stronger.

Because the songs that don't make the listener feel like barbed wire is ripping through their chest make them feel like someone's stitching up the wound with a rusty needle and a bottle of scotch for the pain. It's

I gazed at him, silhouetted in the moonlight from the window - feeling soft inside, when I never felt soft, and worshipful, when I thought the gods had died.

Deacon is one of those rare individuals," Jon began, trying to sound jaunty and failing, "whose heart takes the lead before his desire, and not the other way around.

I was always a drama queen. I remember playing in the kitchen, trying to get my mom to think I was dead and call the police. When she didn't, I would cry. I was always theatrical. I don't think any of my relatives are surprised.

I cry a lot-I don't know why, but it just helps me. I cry over bad and good stuff-sometimes sadness can be beautiful

Happiness, to some, elation Is, to others, mere stagnation.

Art is the desire of a man to express himself, to record the reactions of his personality to the world he lives in.

A library is the only single place you can go to learn something new, be comforted, terrified, thrilled, saddened, overjoyed, or excited all in one day. And for free.

It takes darkness inside of a person to see it in others.