Quotes About Emotions

Forgiveness is essential if we are to guard our hearts with all diligence.

For some of us, our feelings are an idol. If we feel beautiful, we believe we are beautiful. If we feel good, we believe we are good. If we live by our feelings alone, they will lie to us and it will not be long before we are led astray.

But don't imagine that always brave translates to never afraid.

And a man and woman should fight. Frankly, they should have a good head-to-head battle about every six months, then make love until they break the box springs.

I want to cry but I don't. I don't. There are pieces of yourself, so many pieces of yourself, that, once you give away, you cannot get back again.

It's so much easier to fall in love, and so much more complicated to fall out of it.

People with a history of depression often appear happiest right before they commit suicide. Not because their depression has passed, but because they've finally chosen a course of action.

All happy families are alike, but each unhappy family is unhappy in its own way'?" "Anna Karenina.

Feel your feels, as the saying goes. Except so many feelings are hard to take.

at the end of the day, the people left behind matter as much as the ones who are missing. We mourn the ones we've lost, but we agonize over the pieces of ourselves they took with them. The identities we'll never have again. The emotions we're certain we'll never feel again. The sense of our own selves, becoming undone and disappearing just as completely and suddenly as those who vanished.

And I take all that sadness back inside me, cleaning the floor, sweeping up the shredded bits of wax, because I don't want

if I could love him less, then maybe I could forgive him more.

look at him. But I can't. Too many things are exploding in my head, and the memories are both simpler and more horrible

You can be in love and still feel incredibly lonely. You can have everything you ever wanted, only to realize that you wanted all the wrong things. You can have a husband as smart and sexy and compassionate as mine, and yet not really have him at all.

Without sadness, there can be no happiness, which means a state of eternal bliss really wouldn't be that blissful. In fact, at a certain point, it would be mostly annoying. Nothing to strive for, nothing to look forward to, nothing to do.

My mother would watch him and sigh. He's a young soul, she would say, with a tender heart. She worried for him. But never for me. I was the happy one. At least, that's how the story goes.

You hurt, and you hate hurting. Worse, you feel helpless, which in turn makes you feel hopeless, and you are not a woman accustomed to either emotion.

Bien sûr, des inconnus peuvent vous faire du mal. Mais les gens que vous aimez font ça tellement mieux...

Il est tellement plus facile de tomber amoureux que de cesser de l'être.

We regard each other for a long moment. I can tell he has no more apologies in him, and I know I have no more forgiveness in me, so I guess that makes us even.

Because society would rather we always wore a pretty face, women have been trained to cut off anger.

Four varieties in society: lovers, the ambitious, observers, and fools. The fools are the happiest.

The shy man does have some slight revenge upon society for the torture it inflicts upon him.

I believe love to be hurtful to society, and to the individual happiness of men. I believe, in short, that love does more harm than good.