Quotes About Emotions

I wonder what it's like to have that much power over a boy. It's a lot of responsability to hold a person's heart in you hands.

MORE THAN ONCE I'VE AWAKENED WITH TEARS RUNNING DOWN MY CHEEKS. I HAVE HAD TO THINK WHETHER I WAS CRYING OR WHETHER IT IS INVOLUNTARY, LIKE DROOLING.

HOW CONCISE THAT YOU CAN CRY FROM AWFUL WOUNDS, DESERTION, HAPPINESS, MEMORIES, HUMILIATION, DISAPPOINTMENT OR GRANDEUR.

OBVIOUSLY YOU STRIKE OUT AGAINST PEOPLE WITHIN RANGE. IT'S CATHARTIC TO AFFECT SOMEONE WHEN YOU'RE ANGRY. ALTERNATIVELY, CHOOSE ENEMIES IMPOSSIBLY FAR AWAY SO YOU NEVER HAVE TO FIGHT.

IT CAN BE HELPFUL TO THINK OF THEM EATING YOUR FAVORITE FOODS AND OCCASIONALLY THROWING UP AND GETTING BITS STUCK IN THEIR NOSES.

Every happy teenage girl is the same, while every unhappy teenage girl is miserable in her own special way.

It's better if the guy loves the girl more, because if she loves him more, it never works out good for her.

How could she blame him for being insensitive when she was so insecure?

Love is not overrated. Or a waste of time. I think everyone says that when they're not in love, never been in love, or they were in love and it didn't go their way. Why? Because a life with no love is no life at all. (Anna K)

Maybe Anna needed to accept that mourning could be a slow process and that clock of grief ran at its own pace.

Almost everyone has or will experience getting dumped in their lifetime. Unless, of course, you're a nun. Jesus can't dump nuns.

I knew he was a prick, but a part of me wanted to hear what he'd say, to hear him say how sorry he really was that he'd screwed up. I wanted groveling for forgiveness and pledges of undying love. As dumb as I knew it was, I wanted him to fight for me, to prove that I hadn't made a mistake by believing in him. Or us.

Do not blame my tone of voice, my lack of patience, or my bad mood on PMS. It's not my period that's my problem.

The adjunct seems paler than usual. He isn't speaking in complete sentences. Would it be possible to...? Do you mind if...? They say when you're lonely you start to lose words.

The thing is this: Even if the husband leaves her in this awful craven way, she will still have to count it as a miracle, all of those happy years she spent with him. "It was a fucking miracle that I found him," she tells the philosopher.

It is important to remember that emotional pain comes in waves. Remind yourself that there will be a pause in between waves.

She remembers the first night she knew she loved him, the way the fear came rushing in. She laid her head on his chest and listened to his heart. One day this too will stop, she thought. The no, no, no of it.

He had a melodious voice. I wanted every day to be like this, to begin in shame and fear and end in glorious resistance.

I hate often and easily. I hate, for example, people who sit with their legs splayed. People who claim to give 110 percent. People who call themselves "comfortable" when what they mean is decadently rich. You're so judgmental, my shrink tells me, and I cry all the way home, thinking of it.

Something in her past that makes her want to tear things to shreds.

Both have trouble working up the nerve to go into the Little Theater of Hurt Feelings.

Studies show that 110% of men who leave their wives for other women report that their wives are crazy.

In the past, we'd talked about books and other people, but now we talked only of our respective babies, hers sweet-faced and docile, mine at war with the world.

Aquel chico era tan guapo que lo miraba mientras dormía. Si tuviera que resumir lo que hizo conmigo, diría lo siguiente: hizo que yo me pusiera a cantar todas la canciones malas que sonaban en la radio. Mientras me quiso y cuando dejó de hacerlo.