Quotes About Emotion

It is better to have loved and lost than never to have lost at all.

To live is like love, all reason is against it, and all healthy instinct for it.

Grief is a species of idleness.

Revenge is the act of passion, vengeance is an act of justice.

To a poet nothing can be useless.

Declamation roar'd, while Passion slept.

He was a very good hater.

Sorrow is the mere rust of the soul. Activity will cleanse and brighten it.

Not everybody goes to movies to get their life changed.

Nothing that grieves us can be called little: by the eternal laws of proportion a child's loss of a doll and a king's loss of a crown are events of the same size.

Come live in my heart and pay no rent.

Reproof on her lip, but a smile in her eye.

Poetry does not consist of words alone there must be sentiment and fancy, combination and arrangement.

Katin tried to look reservedly doubtful. The expression was too complicated and came out blank.

To live within the tethers of desire is—again and again—to be shocked at how far they have come loose from reason

Triumph was laughable and terrible and his.

held all his flickering presence, gentle as mist in my arms, hard as metal.

I had a mother, I had a father. Now I don't remember their names. I don't remember mine. In another room, two people are sleeping who are nearer to me by how many years and thousands of miles; for whom, in this terrifying light, I would almost admit love.

Appreciation is not a warm feeling, Rydra realized, but cool, and makes your back relax at the same time that you smile.

She said something unprintable. When she finished there were tears starting on her lower lids. "What I want to say, what I want to express I just…"Again she shook her head. "I can't say it." "If you want to keep growing as a poet, you'll have to.

Women love to be called cruel, even when they are kindest.

Good men must be affectionate men.

People of little understanding are most apt to be angry when their sense is called into question.

We listened and looked sideways up!Fear at my heart, as at a cup,My lifeblood seemed to sip.