Quotes About Emotions

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Un país en donde no se comprende el arte es un país de esclavos o de robots, un país de gente desdichada, de gente que no ríe ni sonríe, un país sin espíritu; donde no hay humorismo, donde no hay risa, hay cólera y odio.

God damn you, stop shoving your rotten soul in my lap!

Then in the spring something happened to me. Yes, I remember. I fell in love with James Tyrone and was so happy for time.

I know it's useless to talk. But sometimes I feel so lonely.

Well, they say a good cry does you a lot of good.

You're lying to yourself again. You wanted to get rid of them. Their contempt and disgust aren't pleasant company. You're glad they're gone.

Love never has reasons, and neither does lack of love. They are all miracles.

What was interesting about being the needy one was how much in love you felt...He'd lost the ability to be an asshole. Now he was smitten, and it felt both tremendous and scary.

idea that you cannot control what happens to you, but you can control how you feel about it. Or, as Jean-Paul Sartre put it, "Freedom is what you do with what's been done to you.

You know you're in love when the most interesting conversation you have with the opposite gender is about the one you claim to be in love with.

Have you ever had to get through a day, smiling at people, talking, as if everything were normal and okay, while all the time you felt like you were carrying a leaden weight of unhappiness inside you?

There are things you can describe in life and things you just can't. There are dangers and adventures, miseries and fear that you can tell about… well, then there's hope and joy and love – and those are beyond the power of words to describe.

Alex got angry at me because he said I didn't understand how hard it was. And you know what? He was right. I didn't understand. Not then.

There are things you can describe in life and things you just can't. There are dangers and adventures, miseries and fears that you can tell about and then . . . well, then there's home and joy and love—and those are beyond the power of words to describe.

Sorrow is the price of love in a world where nothing lasts. Isn't it?" He smiled back at her fondly. "Yes. Yes, I suppose it is." "Without love and sorrow we're just objects in space," said Molly. Winter was surprised by a surge of emotion. He pressed his lips together.

She called out as she ran after them—called out to the child, not the father. She was shy about calling out to the father for some reason.

The world always seems like it's going to hell when you're depressed. And, of course, it always is going to hell in some way. That's what makes it so hard to tell the difference between Armageddon and the blues.

In literature, as in love, one can only speak for himself.

No more memories, no more silent tears. No more gazing across the wasted years. Help me say goodbye.

Look with your heart and not with your eyes. The heart understands. The heart never lies. Believe what it feels, and trust what it shows. Look with your heart; the heart always knows. Love is not always beautiful, not at the start. But open your arms, and close your eyes tight. Look with your heart and when it finds love, your heart will be right.

While neurological studies have tried to identify components responsible for fear and greed, the impact on finance is less clear.

Richard Hawley's 'Tonight The Streets Are Ours'. He dusted and polished to The KLF; hoovered to Robyn and Bat For Lashes.