Quotes About Emotions

Care for the living. I'll weep for the dead later. - Perrin Aybara

You'll use it, boy, and as long as you hate using it, you will use it more wisely than most men would. Wait. If ever you don't hate it any longer, then will be the time to throw it as far as you can and run the other way.

My mother says men are different from us. She says we want to be in love, but only with the one we want; a man needs to be in love, but he will love the first woman to tie a string to his heart. - Egwene, speaking to Elayne

From the time an Aiel boy becomes a man he will not sing anything but battle chants, or their dirge for the slain. I have heard them singing over their dead, and over those they have killed. That song is one to make the stones weep.

We are alike in many ways, you and I. There is darkness in us. Darkness, pain, death. They radiate from us. If ever you love a woman, Rand, leave her and let her find another. It will be the best gift you can give her.

People did not respond to anger. They did not respond to demands. Silence and questions, these were far more effective.

Facing them (men) with knives and spears was much easier than loving them, much easier.

But only a fool thought he knew what was in a woman's head just because she had a smile on her face.

He had gone right through fear and come out the other side in some place cold. Anger was all that kept him warm. They could gentle him, or burn him to a crisp where he stood, and he no longer cared.

Letting emotions go clouds judgment for a moment, but holding them in clouds it always.

Never prod at woman, unless you must, she will kill you faster than a man and for less reason. Even if she weeps over it after.

We have almost always been linked, Brigitte told Nynaeve without taking her eyes from Cain's. He is usually born well before me--so I know my time approches again when I cannot find him--and I usually hate him at first sight in the flesh. But we nearly always end lovers or wed. A simple story, but I think we have spun it out in a thousand variations.

There was nothing a woman would not tell you if you kissed her enough.

Why? Rand thought with wonder. Because each time we live, we get to love again.

she knew that showing nerves could infect others with them.

Almost ten years past now that Edeyn had watched him ride away from Fal Moran, and been gone when he returned, yet he still could recall her face more clearly than that of any woman who had shared his bed since. He was no longer a boy, to think that she loved him just because she had chosen to become his first lover, yet there was an old saying among Malkieri men. Your carneira wears part of your soul as a ribbon in her hair forever. Custom strong as law made it so.

Min, you're a friend," he protested. "I don't think of you as a woman." It was the wrong thing to say; he knew it as soon as the words left his mouth.

He has forgotten how to laugh except in bitterness; there are no tears left in him. Unless he finds laughter and tears again, the world faces disaster. He

Why was it women could go to pieces or fly into a rage at the smallest thing, yet never flicker an eyelash at what left you gaping?

Tai'shar Manetheren," he said softly. Nynaeve's mouth fell open, then curled into a tremulous smile. Sudden tears glistened in her eyes as she spun to face him, her face joyous. He smiled back at her, and there was nothing cold in his eyes. Elayne

Letting emotions go clouds judgment for a moment, but holding them in clouds it always. Just be sure you do not release them too often, or when it is best to keep control of them.

Who knows a woman's heart? Most women will shrug off what a man would kill you for, and kill you for what a man would shrug off.

Better ten days of love than years of regretting

Sometimes you had to laugh if only to keep from crying.