Quotes About Emotions

How are we affected by an absence of love? Why should being ignored drive us to a rage and impotent despair beside which torture itself would be a relief?- The Importance of Love

When one is sad, it is lovely to lie in the warmth of one's bed, and there, with all effort and struggle at an end, even perhaps with one's head under the blankets, surrender completely to wailing, like branches in the autumn wind.

A single idea recurs throughout his work: that we best endure those frustrations which we have prepared ourselves for and understand and are hurt most by those we least expected and cannot fathom. Philosophy must reconcile us to the true dimensions of reality, and so spare us, if not frustration itself, then at least its panoply of pernicious accompanying emotions.

To recognize that our best chance of contentment lies in taking up the wisdom offered to us in coded form through our coughs, allergies, social gaffes, and emotional betrayals, and to avoid the ingratitude of those who blame the peas, the bores, the time, and the weather.

Without patience for negotiation, there is bitterness: anger that has forgotten where it came from.

Pain is surprising: we cannot understand why we have been abandoned in love or left off an invitation list, why we are unable to sleep at night or wander through pollinating meadows in spring.

Griefs, at the moment when they change into ideas, lose some of their power to injure our heart.

O notorie inabilitate de a-È™i exprima emoÈ›iile îl face pe om singurul animal capabil de sinucidere.

One of love's greatest drawbacks is that, for a while at least, it is in danger of making us seriously happy. 2.     Chloe

He will surmise that love can endure only when one is unfaithful to its beguiling opening ambitions, and that, for his relationships to work, he will need to give up on the feelings that got him into them in the first place. He will need to learn that love is a skill rather than an enthusiasm.

Rabih is not marrying—and therefore fixing forever—a feeling. He is marrying a person with whom, under a very particular, privileged, and fugitive set of circumstances, he has been fortunate enough to have a feeling.

We are creature deeply marked by our expectations

I note at the age of ten a fully developed ability not quite to enjoy myself, a capacity I have retained intact ever since.

Still, for all that everybody, while not happy, is not unhappy about it. And so they go on.

We met it with love,' he cries, as if love were some all-purpose antibiotic, which to Geoffrey it probably is.

Sulking in children and the periodic cabinet member.

Her grief was a storm, a driving rain falling too fast to be absorbed

She listened to a life's story that was, she discovered, richer than it was sad.

She poked and jabbed until it bled, but felt no pain; it might as well have been someone else's flesh, someone else's body. She looked up at the pali, at the trail she had ascended years before, and cursed herself for a fool. She could have stayed topside, traveled, loved, married, lived! But she came back, damn it. She thought of all she'd given up in that moment, places she couldn't imagine and would never know, and she wept. Night fell on her sorrows.

I'm lucky, you see: I had two mothers. One gave life to me; one raised me. But they both loved me. You know, some people don't even get that once... There's only one disadvantage, really, to having two mothers. You know twice the love... but you grieve twice as much.

She'd been prepared to lose Kenji to leprosy, but not to this. Not to anger and hatred - a hatred which had infected her in turn, for she was possessed by an incendiary fury which she could not imagine would ever be extinguished.

But no - I was his wife, and it was my duty to share his pain as I shared his success. I walked out the front door and joined him on the sidewalk, slipping my hand into his like a thread into a needle; and together we looked up at this sign, once the embodiment of a dream, now merely a remembrance of it.

Does this bring more joy into the world, or does it diminish joy in the world?

The images we impress upon our mind, especially when accompanied by emotion, yield the same experience whether they are true or fictional.