Quotes About Emotion

True love is not meant only to flow out of your/one's mouth. It's also meant to outflow from your/one's heart & as well to be felt by someone else/all.

True love is the greatest virtue to be reckoned with. Therefore, never ever ignore or underestimate the power of true love.

True love is the greatest virtue to be reckoned with. Therefore, never ever ignore/underestimate the power of true love.

What is True Love? True Love is unselfish affection for someone else or others growing out of God's own affection for oneself. -Emeasoba George

If somebody has a chance to put my food in their mouth, that tells the story.

Tyranny is just what one can develop a taste for, since it so happens that man prefers to wallow in fear rather than to face the anguish of being himself.

Revenge is not always sweet, once it is consummated we feel inferior to our victim.

Between Ennui and Ecstasy unwinds our whole experience of time.

Nostalgia, more than anything, gives us the shudder of our own imperfection. This is why with Chopin we feel so little like gods.

Oamenii la care ne gîndim dintr-o dat?, f?r? motiv aparent, sînt cei care ne-au flatat ori ne-au umilit într-un moment sau altul al existenÅ£ei noastre. Sînt singurii de care ne amintim dup? ani, chiar ÅŸi atunci cînd au disp?rut de tot din orizontul nostru.

Dragostea fiind o întîlnire dureroasa si paradoxala a fericirii cu disperarea, el e prea neîncapator excesului ei inuman. De aceea, de cîte ori te trezesti din iubire, pare ca ti-a putrezit timpul prin nu mai stiu ce inima.

Sînt priviri feminine care au ceva din perfectiunea trista a unui sonet.

Nu pot fi eu insumi decat daca ma inalt pana la furie sau cobor pana la descurajare: la nivelul meu obisnuit, ignor faptul ca exist.

Philosophy is a corrective against sadness. Yet there still are people who believe in the profundity of philosophy!

There is a whole range of melancholy: it begins with a smile and a landscape and ends with the clang of a broken bell in the soul

Un zîmbet inepuizabil, pe spatiul unei lacrimi...

If death is as horrible as is claimed, how is it that after the passage of a certain period of time we consider happy any being, friend or enemy, who has ceased to live?

Bitterness, principle of your determination, your mode of action, and understanding, is the one fixed point in your oscillation between disgust for the world and self-pity.

What they ask you for is actions, proofs, works, and all you can produce are transformed tears.

You are done for — a living dead man — not when you stop loving but stop hating. Hatred preserves: in it, in its chemistry, resides the mystery of life.

Magnificat de Bach. Remué jusqu'aux larmes. Il est impossible que ce qui s'y exprime n'ait qu'une réalité subjective. L'« âme » doit être de la même essence que l'absolu. Et c'est le Vedânta qui a raison.

Exist? o întreag? gam? a melancoliei: începe prin surâs ÅŸi peisaj ÅŸi sfârÅŸeÅŸte în dang?t de clopot spart în suflet. De aici, gustul diferit al lacrimilor.

Dac? mi-aÅŸ asculta întâia pornire, toat? ziua aÅŸ scrie scrisori cu injurii ÅŸi scrisori de adio.

Tot ce nu-i fericire este un minus de iubire.