Quotes About Emotion

My initial thoughts about what a title can do was to set mood and the prime underlying core of the film's story, to express the story in some metaphorical way. I saw the title as a way of conditioning the audience, so that when the film actually began, viewers would already have an emotional resonance with it.

Losing a parent is something like driving through a plate-glass window. You didn't know it was there until it shattered, and then for years to come you're picking up the pieces -- down to the last glassy splinter.

There was a disturbance in my heart, a voice that spoke there and said, I want, I want, I want! It happened every afternoon, and when I tried to suppress it it got even stronger…. It never said a thing except I want, I want, I want!

Everybody needs his memories. They keep the wolf of insignificance from the door.

She stuck a bookmark in his heart and walked away.

My love is my soul's imagination... how do I love you... imagine.

I feel like crying. There's something so sad about broken concrete.

There's a woman in the bakery who smiles at me as if everyone I've ever known has just died.

The sky is grey, with a thin TV-static drizzle that hangs in the air like it's been freeze-framed.

Emotivism does give us something positive, a reminder that moral language is emotionally charged and can be used improperly to manipulate people under the guise of getting them to do the right thing. Unfortunately, because moral language is so emotionally charged, people often dismiss it today as too divisive or incapable of verification.

That was what they were so clearly doing here: they were waiting. And not in any suspense, either, not in any anxiety as to the outcome of their vigil. They were waiting with no apparent emotion at all, as one might sit over the course of an evening, watching a candle methodically burn itself into darkness, never less than certain of the outcome, confident that the only thing standing between now and the end of waiting was time itself.

Human nature reciprocates positive emotion, and when you bring something real out, you invite others to follow.

Seeing is not enough; you have to feel what you photograph." – Andre Kertesz

Never apologize for what you feel, it's like saying sorry for being real." – Anonymous

chain link heat, a little over whelming some times when the sweat runs down your body like so many open veins jagged and throbbing

here with you and it just doesn't seem real sometimes and wanting to know you what you look like when I'm not with you what you think when you're in bed at night what made you cry the other day wanting to bury myself inside you and burrow into you can't get out never get out and become you live you be you

We share this moment not through touch but our eyes, yours brilliant, shining, willing, wanting to know feel the pain, understand, mine dead to the world, a bleak history of empty files

you look your woman in the eye and kill her by telling her the truth or you turn away and let her see what she wants. i try not to shake too much when i turn the lights out and the sobbing begins

as i said her nostrils flared like a white lion, i blinked and she was gone. what one imagines. i dream moldy words. at times she yawned, as i said that, and her nostrils flared most beautifully.

she wants to to be loved for a few hours at least. I look away, people need peace. it's raining hard outside; lives are breaking in the storm.

we love and hate with equal madness

Magic isn't the empty parroting of words and actions; it is an involved, emotionally charged experience in which the words and actions are used as focal points or keys to unlock the power that we all possess.

Indeed, when you write, the point isn't to make your reader understand. The point is to make him or her feel.

The only way love ever affected death was in making it more painful.