Quotes About Emotion

I ALWAYS LOOK YOU.YOU HAVE TO KNOW

What happened, then? You're stomping through every puddle you can find and look like you're going to punch the first person you see." "Why are you hanging around, then? Aren't you worried about getting hit?" "Aw, you'd never hurt me. My face is too pretty

I Had A Black Eye. A Freaking Black Eye. And My Mother Have Given It To Me.

Damn, my word of the night

Anger could flip to passion in a heartbeat.

If I keep loving you, maybe you'll crack and love me too.

She was so beautiful that it made my soul ache.

Love grows . I would try with him. I really would.

That," he mused, "was the best non-sex ever.

I don't care if he's not the emotional type or the complimentary type or what. No one can look at you in this dress, in all that fire and gold, and start talking about anachronisms. If I were him, I would have said, 'You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen walking this earth.

And with that reunion... it was like I was emerging from a cave-one I'd been in for almost five weeks-into the bright light of day. When Dimitri had turned, I'd felt like I'd lost part of my soul. When I'd left Lissa, another piece had gone. Now, seeing her... I began to think maybe my soul might be able to heal. Maybe I could go on after all. I didn't feel 100 percent whole yet, but her presence filled up that missing part of me. I felt more like myself than I had in ages.

She was nearly gone, and I could just barely make out tears sparkling in her eyes. " I know you will. I believe in you. I always have." " I love you." "I love you too." She was gone.

I needed her heart and mind as much as her body. I needed her, and her lack caused an ache in my chest as I drifted off to sleep.

His form grew fainter and fainter, and just before it went altogether, I saw the hint of a smile, that laughing and mischievous smile I'd loved so much.

Estos dos estaban ta enamorados y acaramelados el uno con el otro que yo sentía necesidad de ir a lavarme los dientes después de estar con ellos

I loved her for her beautiful soul and desired her for her beautiful body.

I needed no physical object to remind me of his love. I already carried it in my heart, and it would be enough to get through this.

Oh, man. This is my dream come true: having an 'I love you more' debate.

I'm not dangerous," I breathed. He brought his face toward mine. "You are to me.

Love fades, mine has.

Don't be sorry you loved him. That's part of you, part you have to let go, yeah, but still something that's made you who you are.

I looked him in the eye. "I will always love you." Then I plunged the stake into his chest. It wasn't as precise a blow as I would have liked, not with the skilled way he was dodging. I struggled to get the stake in deep enough to his heart, unsure if I could do it from this angle. Then, his struggles stopped. His eyes stared at me, stunned, and his lips parted, almost into a smile, albeit a grisly and pained one. "That's what I was supposed to say..." he gasped out.

The love Adrian and I shared was powerful, and I knew it would sustain us for the rest of our lives, no matter what was to come.

Do you think I'm pretty?" He regarded me with utter seriousness, like he always did. "I think you're beautiful." "Beautiful?" "You are so beautiful, it hurts me sometimes.