Quotes About Emotion

Don't silent your heart. Make a date and show up.

A true smile is when the mouth and the heart coordinate with each other.

For the first time in his life, he was receiving the priceless gift of a woman's unconditional love and acceptance. It contradicted all that he knew about love, all that he had taught others. And he found himself needing it like a drowning man needs air to breathe and solid ground under his feet.

How could he embrace the bleak and endless night when he had finally learned to love the sun?

The parent-child connection was as deep and wide as the ocean, as mysterious as heaven, as impossible to explain as love.

Still, what was the point to love if it didn't make you feel like you could fly? You might as well live alone.

her anger a third presence in the room

Danki," John said. But Naomi noticed he didn't look very happy about it. Nick pulled the van up to the ER entrance and they piled in—Naomi and Leah in

A kiss—to you a little thing! Yet I heard the angels sing. The stars all fell from out the sky, We cannot forget—my heart and I!

He knew he was being over-optimistic, for no necklace, however magnificent, however expensive, could compensate a woman for losing him.

Her face worked in an odd way, like knitting coming undone.

Buy with your heart, not your head. You can look at all the aspects that make a purchase practical, but that kind of thinking makes it an investment rather than a home.

The mind protects and the heart connects

You never lose by loving. You always lose by holding back. Barbara De Angelis

My eyes had actual tears, and I thought: It's like this play is happening TO me. Inside me. I wanted to own it. I wanted to eat it, as

It feels like forever, like he's lived through the same things as me, like our lives ran parallel for years until last week, when they finally intersected and fused.

Every man wants love, if he can get past the fear of exposure.

You have a fuchsia heart. And a fuchsia heart doesn't die, it simply bides its time, taking a backseat to pragmatism, all while leaking helpless drops of color here and there. Hence, teal gables, turquoise earrings, and saffron scarves.

Love was such a complex emotion, so overpowering and all-consuming. Love conquered all, the old saying went.

She distracted him by pulling her gift for him out from under the bed. It was two-tiered and beautifully wrapped, with an exquisite card she had made herself—she was an artist, after all. He read the message inside, felt a catch in

Annie took his hand. She kissed it and held it to the pulse point at her neck. She didn't speak. Words would have been an intrusion on what was happening between them. She could almost see the tiny ends of the soul-wire that had been severed in October, winding around each other, knotting, connecting in a way that she doubted would ever again come undone. That was how she wanted it.

A person couldn't wipe out the memories that shaped her being. She was a blend of past, present, and future.

tattoos are like bumper stickers in some respects. Their wearers want to tell the world something.

Memory is life experience. When we deny it, there's a hole where it should