Quotes About Emotion

The day and time itself: late afternoon in early February, was there a moment of the year better suited for despair?

But love's a tonic, Michael, not a cure. He was a bastard still.

The conversation of kisses. Subtle, engrossing, fearless, transforming.

Love removes the world for you, and just as surely when it's going well as when it's going badly.

I can't translate myself into language any more.

Abolish these categories of pain (or is it love) Let it all be one pain Pain swallows itself, dies like a star.

Gee whiz, it's all fucking heart- breaking

Emotion isn't really what I felt . . . Living, one is so detached.

when someone reads poems I exist to be the one who's feeling it.

I'm alive and dead now, at the same time, speaking in your poems.

I seem to love you, though I never see you.

why can't I just live? Why can't I just live?

In language I combine my flesh with yours, and you with mine; my flesh is tender, my skin aches from knowing you

but you are incomplete unattached to me . . .

love's the dirtiest thing in the world

All I feel is the tingle of this existence, or non-existence

I still love you, for I see your soul

which I remember from my human past and from longing.

I've been in love in a dream.

Of course I'm not being objective it was my life As a matter of fact I feel positively defiant about

We are our songs and films.

I know I sound plaintive. I sound desperate.

I sound happy, even though the world is a frightful dream.

I can't love you. Why are you like this? Why did you hate me and make me hate you?