Quotes About Emotions

He was a nice boy, a friendly boy, and very shy, and it made him bitter.

Oh, go to hell. He stood up from the table his face white, and stood there white and angry behind the little plates of hors d' Å"uvres. Sit down, I said. Don't be a fool. You've got to take that back. Oh, cut out the prep-school stuff. Take it back. Sure. Anything. I never heard of Brett Ashley. How's that? No. Not that. About me going to hell. Oh, don't go to hell, I said. Stick around. We're just starting lunch.

Let me tell you something. You won't mind, will you? Don't have scenes with your young ladies. Try not to. Because you can't have scenes without crying, and then you pity yourself so much you can't remember what the other person's said. You'll never be able to remember conversations that way. Just try and be calm. I know it's awfully hard. But remember, it's for literature. We all ought to make sacrifices for literature. Look at me. I'm going to England without a protest. All for literature.

Leave me with my memories. With my true, beautiful memories.

I do feel better, Thomas Hudson thought. That is the funny part. You always feel better and you always get over your remorse. There's only one thing you don't get over and that is death.

I must hold his pain where it is, he thought. Mine does not matter. I can control mine. But his pain could drive him mad.

Are you less sad now?" Honest Lil asked "Yes." "Tell me, Tom. What are you sad about?" "El mundo entero." "Who isn't sad about the whole world? It goes worse all the time. But you can't spend your time being sad about that." "There isn't any law against it." "There doesn't have to be a law against things for them to be wrong.

Fall for them, but don't let them ruin you.

He used the word gamut.

In him, too, was despair from the sorrow that soldiers turn to hatred in order that they may continue to be soldiers. Now it was over he was lonely, detached and unelated and he hated every one he saw.

It was probably bad busting it off," Bill said. "But you always fall for somebody else and then it's all right. Fall for them but don't let them ruin you." "Yes

As the Sun rises,so shall the sadness disappear.It's like the mist

I must hold his pain where it is, he thought. Mine does not matter. I can control mine. But his pain could drive him mad. After

The heart of another is a dark forest

and Mary with her wonderful memory for forgetting was happy too and without any problems. She could forget in the loveliest and most complete way of anyone I ever knew. She could carry a fight overnight but at the end of week she could forget it completely and truly. She had a built-in selective memory and it was not built entirely in her favor. She forgave herself in her memory and she forgave you too. She was a very strange girl and I loved her very much.

Look at the ugliness. Yet one has a feeling within one that blinds a man while he loves you. You, with that feeling, blind him, and blind yourself. Then, one day, for no reason, he sees you as ugly as you really are and he is not blind anymore and then you see yourself as ugly as he sees you and you lose your man and your feeling...

Znam da no? nije isto što i dan:da su stvari razli?ite,da se ono što ?ovjek osje?a no?u,danju ne može objasniti,jer tada to ne postoji,a za osamljene ljude,kad njihova osamljenost jednom uzme maha,no? može biti vrijeme užasa.

How are you? You old love-house of always.

But I could never make friends again truly, neither in my heart nor in my head. When you cannot make friends any more in your head is the worst. But it was more complicated than that.

I've been very happy with women. Desperately happy. Unbearably happy. So happy that I could not believe it; that it was like being drunk or crazy. But never as happy as with my children

I didn't know how I could feel any worse. But you can all right. I can promise you that.

In a war we must all be careful not to hurt each other's feelings.

Books should be about the people you know, that you love and hate, not about the people you study up about.

I think I understand, Willie," he said. "Oh shit," Willie said. "You never understand anybody that loves you.