Quotes About Emotions

As I present the scrapbook to him, I find my heart is jumping all over the place. With excitement, and with nervousness.

When a person you love dies, it doesn't feel real. It's like it's happening to someone else. It's someone else's life.

In my head you're still the same age you were when I left.

but my heart doesn't seem to understand it's over.

Boyfriends aren't the same as best friends and you know it.

I didn't fully comprehend what a big part of my life he'd become. He'd become so...familiar to me. And now he's just gone. Not gone, still here, just not available to me, which might be even worse.

When a person you love dies, it doesn't feel real. It's like it's happening to someone else. It's someone else's life. I've never been good with the abstract. What does it mean when someone is really and truly gone? Sometimes I closed my eyes and in my head, I said over and over again, It isn't true, it isn't true, this isn't real. This wasn't my life. But it was my life; it was my life now. After.

Are you thinking about Conrad?" he asked mockingly.

I can sing along to love songs and not be singing them to him. If love is like a possession, maybe my letters are like my exorcisms. My letters set me free. Or at least they're supposed to.

Tu sais ce que ça fait, d'aimer quelqu'un à un point presque insupportable, tout en sachant que la personne en question ne t'aimera pas

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.

Hi!" I say cheerfully, as if I weren't just contemplating backing away before he saw me.

Au début, quand un proche s'absente longtemps, on pense constamment à ce qu'on va lui raconter. On tâche de tout garder en mémoire. Mais autant essayer de retenir une poignée de sable : tous les grains finissent par s'échapper et il ne reste plus que de la terre et du vide, on ne peut jamais tout retenir. Résultat, quand on se revoit, on ne discute que de sujets sérieux. Les anecdotes sont impossibles à partager.

There's no way to protect yourself against heartbreak, Lara Jean. That's just a part of life.

What we had was perfect, and it was finite in the way that all good things are. Nothing gold can stay. I take off the necklace Reeve gave me and then I cry until the sun comes up. For what could have been and what will never be.

I suppose in matters of the heart, there's no predicting how a person will or won't behave.

God, I've cried twice today! It's so un-me.

Tu préfères te faire des films plutôt que d'être avec quelqu'un pour de vrai

Wow," I said, and I tried to communicate happiness in that word, but I don't know if it came out that way. All I was feeling was despair. And envy. Envy so thick and so black I felt like I was choking on it.

I wonder if this was the way old crushes died, with a whimper, slowly, and then, just like that - gone.

The thought of her getting older, outgrowing her toys, her art set…it makes me feel a bit melancholy. Growing up really is bittersweet.

As pessoas entram e saem da nossa vida. Durante uma época, são seu mundo; são tudo. E, um dia, não são mais. Não dá para saber por quanto tempo vamos tê-las por perto.

That letter you wrote

I'd hoped I wouldn't cry, because I knew Margot wouldn't, and it's lonely to cry alone, but I can't help it.