Quotes About Emotions

We all feel shame when we're sitting on the cushion and stuff pops up in our head.

You are never more honest than when you are sad.

We all have our own special brand of pain and hurt.

How come I have to be the one sitting around analyzing him in like microscopic detail, and he gets to be the one with other things on his mind.

Dont worry if he prefers someone else to you. Its hard to teach a monkey strawberries are sweeter than bananas.

It is mostly when we are very young that we take the greatest delight in the sad songs; those who have felt the real bitterness of sorrow are glad to bury it deeply away, and do not wish it wakened, as sailors' wives love a place best where they cannot hear the sound of the sea.

At the best of times, spring hurts depressives.

How far does a pretence of feeling, maintained with absolute conviction, become authentic?

Then she broke down and cried onto the flowery wrapping paper. Melanie put her arms around the poor, thin body. What is Aunt Margaret made of? Birdbones and tissue paper. spun glass and straw.

I speak as if he had no secrets from me. Well, then, you must know I was suffering from love and I knew him as intimately as I knew my own image in a mirror. In other words, I knew him only in relation to myself.

The lilies i always associate with him; that are white. And stain you.

The enchantment of that bright, sad, pretty place enveloped her and she found that, against all her expectations, she was happy there.

We do not go to bed in single pairs; even if we choose not to refer to them, we still drag there with us the cultural impedimenta of our social class, our parents' lives, our bank balances, our sexual and emotional expectations, our whole biographies / all the bits and pieces of our unique existences.

She plays chess from the passions and I play it from logic and she usually wins. Once, I took her queen and she hit me." Though, he recalled, not sufficiently brutally to require that he tie her wrists together with his belt, force her to kneel and beat her until she toppled over sideways. She raised a strangely joyous face to him; the pallor of her skin and the almost miraculous lustre of her eyes startled and even awed him.

The heart's egoism sees itself suffering when it sees another suffering and so it learns sympathy, because it can put itself into another's place; then the heart comes a little way out of its egoism and tentatively encounters the world. But, before the prospect of its own suffering, the heart melts completely and retreats into egoism, again, to protect itself.

The more I saw of love, the less I liked the look of it

By the end of the affair, she had acquired so much miserable information about men and women she almost decided to give up relationships for good.

I think I want to be in love with you but I don't know how.

NU S-AR FI A?TEPTAT CA SUFLETUL LUI SÄ' CUNOASCÄ' ASTFEL DE TRÄ'IRI. […] MELANIE SE SIMÈšEA U?OR VINOVATÄ' CÄ' NU-I PUTEA ÎMPÄ'RT??I SENTIMENTELE CU ACEEA?I INTENSITATE.

Sorridi in pubblico, piangi in pubblico, vivi in pubblico, crepa in pubblico. C'era, sui loro visi, un'emozione schietta, atipica per gli attori. Stasera erano al telegiornale. E' la cosa peggiore veder soffrire i propri figli.

I think I want to be in love with you but I don't know how.

There is a striking resemblance between the act of love and the ministrations of a torturer.

We must all make do with the rags of love we find flapping on the scarecrow of humanity.

for lamentation, and thirty for abstaining from laundered garments and from cutting the hair. The sages say that one should not grieve too much for the dead, and whoever grieves excessively is really grieving for someone else.