Quotes About Emotions

It wasn't enough to know that deep down, he loved me. You had to actually say it to somebody, show them that you cared. And he just didn't. Not enough.

She's kind to me, but there's this distrust, this wariness. It's a let's-wait-and-see kind of feeling- let's wait and see when you hurt my son again.

You can't protect him from being hurt, babe, no matter what you do. Being vulnerable, letting people in, getting hurt . . . it's all a part of being in love

This is our start. This is the moment it becomes real. We are married. We are infinite. Me and Conrad. The first boy I ever slow danced with, ever cried over. Ever loved.

Böyle mi oluyordu? A??k oluyordunuz ve art?k hiçbir ?ey korkutucu gelmiyor, hayat gözünüze koca bir olas?l?k gibi mi görünüyordu?

Not the kind of fights you can't take back

People come in and out of your life. For a time they are your world; they are everything. And then one day they're not. There's no telling how long you will have them near... It's the goodbyes that are hard.

Belly's gonna cry," Steven said in a singsong voice. Then he and Jeremiah started to dance a jig together. "Leave her alone," Conrad said. Steven stopped dancing. "What?" he said, confused. "You guys are so immature," Conrad said, shaking his head.

D'où ça sort, ça ? Toutes les filles n'aiment pas les comédies romantiques ! - Je suis sûre que tu fais partie de celles qui les aiment. Ca m'énerve qu'il me voie comme ça. D'autant qu'il a raison.

I need you to know that no matter what happens, it was worth it to me. Being with you, loving you. It was all worth it

When you lose someone and it still hurts you know that love was real.

I don't think relationships are just about physicality. There are ways to show you care about someone, not just using your lips. Or any other part. (Lara Jean to Peter Kavinsky)

I am comforted in knowing that tonight he feels the exact same way, and there is no distance between us.

Hiç ç?kmam?? olsak da John'u yeniden görmek, eski erkek arkada?? görme hissi uyand?rm??t?. Hüzünlü bir his. Tan?d?k ama biraz tuhaft? çünkü aram?zda söylenmemi? o kadar çok ?ey vard? ki...

Do you realize that we don't have a song? Like a song that's ours.

A fight is like fire. You think you have it under control, you think you can stop it whenever you want, but before you know it, it's a living, breathing thing and there's no controlling it and you were a fool to think you could." -Belly

And you're a liar. Because you know me, you know me better than almost anybody, and you don't love me.

Are people really gonna buy it if we never touch each other in public?" Peter asks, looking skeptical. "I don't think relationships are just about physicality. There are ways to show you care about someone, not just using your lips." Peter's smiling, and he looks like he's about to crack a joke, so I swiftly add, "Or any other body part." He groans. "You've gotta give me something here, Lara Jean.

When I write, I hold nothing back. I write like he'll never read it. Because he never will. Every secret thought, every careful observation, everything I've saved up inside me, I put it all in the letter. When I'm done, I seal it. I address it, and then I put it in my teal hatbox.

I've been comparing myself to her, all the ways I don't measure up. All the ways our relationship pales next to theirs. I'm the one who couldn't let her go. I'm the one who didn't give us a chance.

Love letters. Of all the things I save, I guess you could say my love letters are my most prized possession.

But just because you bury something, that doesn't mean it stops existing. Those feelings, they'd been there all along. All that time. I had to just face it.

I thought I was over him ... I meant it, I swear I did. It wasn't even that hard, not really.

They're not love letters in the strictest sense of the word. My letters are for when I don't want to be in love anymore. They're for good-bye.