Quotes About Emotion

It was the truth. I felt a yearning love for every instant that passed.

Cada vez que nos abrazábamos, conocí palabras que no eran palabras.

I thought for a moment. Isn't it strange how we unconsciously search for something that will make us cry, only when we want to, and only when we're not able to?

She could warm up the air, and then gently blow it out, just like a lily. She smelled of a syrup made of boiled-down despair.

Perhaps there are people in this world who love their fountain pens with every fiber of their being—and that's very sad. If you're not in love with him, you can understand him.

Although I was raised with love, I was always lonely.

La sensación de no ver el final del túnel todavía no se había disipado. En esos días, yo tenía que contentarme con el presente, porque temía que, si apartaba la mirada de él, la pena me embargaría y, sin embargo, precisamente eso contribuía a ese extraño estado de felicidad

Okay,' I said, and waving, we parted. The feeling traveled to some infinitely distant place and disappeared.

Después cuando al fin lo conocí, pensé que transmitía una sensación de aislamiento, no se por qué. Aunque su forma de ser y de hablar eran dulces, me pareció que estaba solo.

Als ich sehe, wie Harus Haar verspielt im Wind tanzt und völlig zerzaust wird, und das, obwohl das Grau da draußen doch bleischwer in der Luft lastet, erkenne ich auf einmal, wie weit, weit weg die Vergangenheit ist. Weiter als der Tod, ja weiter sogar als die unüberbrückbare Distanz, die zwischen zwei Menschen besteht.

Quiero seguir sintiendo a toda costa que algún día he de morir. De otro modo, no sentiría que estoy viviendo. Por eso, mi vida es así.

From the moment we met, I as a butterfly that flew into that space that was his soul, a room where the light had begun to dim.

Al recordar su sonrisa, no sé por qué, me duele el corazón.

Les mots sont toujours trop abrupts, ils éteignent ce qu'il y a de plus précieux dans ces fragiles étincelles.

This is what it means to be loved Ã¢â'¬Â¦ when someone wants to touch you, to be tender

My fury was lofty, pure, cool.

Me habían criado con amor, pero siempre me había sentido sola.

Every time we hugged, I met words that were not words.

Of that day in which everything was just too beautiful in the transparent winter air, what I remember most is the sight, when I turned back to look, of Hitoshi's black jacket melting into the darkness.

Siempre pensaba en ti. Pero me sentía incapaz de llamarte. Tenía miedo de que, en cuanto te lo dijera todo se hiciese real.

I silently implored: May the memory of this moment, here, the glowing impression of the two of us facing each other in this warm, bright place, drinking lovely hot tea, help save him, even a little bit. Words, too explicit, always cast a shadow over that faint glow. Outside, night had come. The indigo-colored air was growing colder.

Non ci rendevamo neanche conto che il semplice pensare l'uno all'altra, il semplice accorgersi del rumore di una finestra che si apre, era l'inizio di un amore.

I wan't ever truly lonely, but whenever I think abou you I get this feeling that I was least lonely when I was with you

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