Quotes About Emotion

Where's the heart?" - Dimitri Belikov

Adrian met my eyes for a long moment, saying nothing aloud yet somehow conveying a million messages.

My love for Sydney burned just as strongly. Life was good.

Sydney and I love each other. That's all that matters.

Invisible ice on the stairs," I told Adrian. "I know I'm not supposed to say this," he said. "But I think I love you more than ever.

The smile that lit Sydney's features warmed me all over.

I love you Roza spoken by Dimitri to rose in the book Spirt Bound

You will lose what you value most, so treasure it while you can

My heart swelled, so full of love I didn't know how any physical body could possibly contain such power. I felt like my chest would burst.

And I would never, ever have that euphoric, all-consuming love that had wrapped around me every moment I was with Sydney, that feeling of love that constantly made me think, Yes, this is what it means to be alive.

Glancing over, I was astonished to see Adrian watching me, a look of contentment on his face. His eyes seemed to study my every feature. Seeing me notice him, he immediately looked away. His usual smirky expression replaced the dreamy one.

I was awash on a sea of desire, drowning in everything about her. Her passion answered mine as she murmured my name and clung to me so tightly that her nails dug into my skin, as though she feared she might lose me if she let go.

a sense of such oneness and familiarity that words often weren't needed.

She didn't understand what it was like to be filled with a love so strong that it made your chest ache-a love you could only feel and not express. Kepping love buried was a lot like keeping anger pent up, I'd learned. It just ate you up inside until you wanted to scream or kick something.

No. If I let myself love you, I won't throw myself in front of her. I'll throw myself in front of you.

Simplemente te amaré me quieras o no.

Instead, he caught hold of my hands and leaned toward me. "You," he said breathlessly. "Are amazing. Absolutely, positively, exquisitely amazing." And then he kissed me.

What are you, Rose Hathaway? Are you real? You're a dream within a dream. I'm afraid touching you will make me wake up. You'll disappear.

Estas grabada en mi mente para siempre. No hay nada en este mundo que pueda cambiar eso. • capítulo 5

I could've drowned in that beauty, that and the love I could feel radiating off of her.

We'd get one precious hour of making out or talking—usually making out, made more frantic by the pressure bearing down on us—and

She sat up, cheeks flushed and golden hair tousled. She was so beautiful that it made my soul ache.

She was so beautiful that it made my soul ache. I always wished desperately that I could paint her in these moments and immortalize that look in her eyes. There was a softness in them that I rarely saw at other times, a total and complete vulnerability in someone who was normally so guarded and analytical in the rest of her life. But although I was a decent painter, capturing her on canvas was beyond my skill.

For we, when we feel, evaporate: oh, we breathe ourselves out and away: from ember to ember, yielding us fainter fragrance.