Quotes About Emotions

People you loved could be gone in a breath. So why didn't knowing that make it any easier to be vulnerable? To tell people that you loved them, that you were hurting, that you were afraid, or that, sometimes, at five in the morning, you were so alone in your own skin that you watched the weak light play across the ceiling, willing it toward dawn?

Evie was still crying and so didn't know what Sam whispered to Theta over the top of her head. She only knew that now there were two sets of arms around her, holding her close, holding her up. She only knew that she had family after all.

I'm floating inside my skin. I could go on floating like this for days. Right now, the real world with its heartbreak and disappointments is just a pulse against the protective membrane we've drunk ourselves into. It's somewhere outside us, waiting. A Great and Terrible Beauty, Page 141, by

Sometimes when Sam's pretending to be in love with me, my stomach does funny things. Well, get some milk of magnesia and stop it.

Her eyes take on that suspicious, wounded look girls get when they know they've fallen off the top rung of friendship and someone else has passed them, but they don't know when or how the change took place.

We're never prepared for how much we love our children, for how much we wish we could protect them by being perfect.

I'm whining. It's unattractive, but I find I'm powerless to stop

You must work always to understand your own heart so that it cannot be used against you.

She wears her grief like a coat of feathers too heavy for flight. He crossed out heavy, wrote weighted instead, then decided that was downright pretentious and put heavy back in.

Absence is a curious thing. When friends are absent, they seem to loom ever larger, till the lack of them is all one can feel.

It's funny. I used to feel that I wouldn't care if I died. I just kept throwing myself at life, hoping I'd hit a bull's-eye eventually. I thought death would be a relief from all that feeling. A relief not to have all that pain. Not to care so much,' Evie said.

Why had this power come to me? I can scarcely govern myself. At times, I feel as if I could dance through the halls with happiness, and then, just as suddenly, my thoughts are dark and lost and frightening.

Why was his grief more powerful than his love? Why couldn't he find it within himself to fight back? Why am I not enough to live for?

People will disappoint you, Gemma. The question to ask is whether you can learn to live with the disappointment and move on.

She has a scent that is familiar and comforting, like all the things you wish you could take with you on your travels to make you feel less alone.

And she wanted so much to make him happy that she forgot how to make herself happy" "That is not happiness. That is kind of murder, yeah?

Do right. It's what Ling's mother would say. But in times like these, how could you know what was right? Ling sat on the steps for a while longer, watching Alma's champagne-colored dress swish down the street. Only when Alma rounded the corner did Ling let out the chocking sob. Good-bye, she whispered. Nearby, the bird watched her intently.

Creostus's booming laugh leaves gooseflesh upon my arms. He paces close to me. "Jealous, Priestess? Do you wish to compete for my affections? I should like to see that." "I'm sure you would. But you will die first and so let us journey to Philon, if you please.

At first, I was scared to be alone. No routines. No rules. Just me. But I think... Taylor wiped a tear away. I think I was always in the jungle. Before. It was always there. I think I had to come out here to find the answer. And what did you find? I love myself. They make it so hard for us to love ourselves. Taylor stared off into the dark. Her face gleamed with tears. Snot ran over her lips. The judges won't like that answer. Nobody's judging you. Taylor choked on a sob. Always, she whispered.

Duff's little moans traveled up her spine, made her head buzz. And another thought grabbed hold: She was doing this. She had the power to do this. THat she could be both completely vulnerable and totally in control was mind-blowing.

Just because you loved somebody with your entire soul didn't mean they wouldn't break your heart. And just because somebody loved you didn't mean they'd be able to stop themselves from hurting you to get what they wanted

Well, I mean, all the best people have a little beast in them.

That was the trouble with letting people in—once you'd taken off the armor, it was hard to put it back on.

He'd gone goofy for her, and if she broke his heart, that would be the end of the best friendship he'd ever had. He couldn't risk that.