Quotes About Emotion

The Subject has really blue eyes that twinkle when he looks at someone like she's maybe a little bit insane.

Give me everything you have," I told [Preston]. "Really, Cammie. I never knew you thought of me that way.

It was the first time in years I didn't wonder if my father was out there, looking at it too.

There are 6 reasons that a person does anything: Love, faith, greed, boredom, fear... revenge.

Good for him," Hale said. And then he stopped. There were four other people in the room, but Hale only looked at Kat, and something in his gaze burned her, froze her, made her want to run.

One day, you will see that the heart is not always as wise as it is strong.

I'm your girlfriend? - "No." Alexei shakes his head, then pulls me to him again, holds me closer. "There's not a word in either of our language for what you are to me".

Or maybe crying is like everything else we do- it's best if you don't get caught.

Crazy. I went crazy.

The high was over. Kat jerked back, two thoughts pounding her mind, screaming, I kissed Hale. But i was the second thought made her panic: Hale didn't kiss me back. "Sorry. I...

I smile. I lie.

I don't answer. I'm not staging a rebellion here. I stay quiet because I don't want to break down, and I learnt a long time ago that, sometimes, the only way to silence the cries is by making no sound at all.

I've been wrong, and I've been crazy. But this is the first time I've ever truly felt like a fool.

Dads sometimes look at daughters like they're more precious than all the diamonds in England. I remembered that—once upon a time—someone had looked like that at me.

My breath is coming too hard. I want to cry. To scream. To die.

But the woman smiles, unable to hear the things I don't say.

mostly it makes me want to pull Lila out of Alexei's arms and toss her in the pool. I

The boy doesn't wink, but he gives me the kind of smile that goes with one.

There are 6 reasons anyone does anything: Love, Faith, Greed, boredom, Fear, or... Revenge.

We could have been happy. I know that, and it is perhaps the hardest thing to know.

Cuando sucedió, Santiago no se dio cuenta de que aquélla era la gota que colmaba el vaso.

La Historia con mayúscula desprecia los amores del cuerpo, la carne débil que la distorsiona, la desencaja, la desordena con una saña que no está al alcance de los amores del espíritu, más prestigiosos, sí, pero también mucho más pálidos, y por eso menos decisivos.

Porque jamás saldría indemne de aquella mirada, y jamás volvería a contemplar un fuego como el que alimentaba a aquellos ojos que ardían para herirme y para curarme a la vez.

Hatred is the anger of the weak.