Quotes About Emotion

I felt I hadn't breathed since early morning, that my heart had not beat-and only now for the first time I took a breath, only now the floodgates in my chest opened...

And that was when I learned from my own experience that a laugh can be a terrifying weapon. With a laugh you can kill even murder itself.

I bent down to I-330 and drank her in with my eyes for the last time.

Înseamn? c? o iubeÈ™ti. Èši-e team? pentru c? e mai presus de tine, ur??ti pentru c? te temi, iubeÈ™ti pentru c? nu poÈ›i s-o spui. Pentru c? poÈ›i iubi numai ceea ce nu È›i se supune.

And then here I am back down, right beside the stone, my body rumpled, happy, crumpled as if it had just made love. Sun. Voices from above. I-330's smile.

How can I tell you what that ancient, absurd, wonderful rite, when her lips touch mine, does to me? What formula can I use to express this whirlwind that sweeps everything out of my soul except her?

bliss and envy are the numerator and denominator of the fraction known as happiness?

What if he, this yellow-eyed creature, in his disorderly, filthy mound of leaves, in his uncomputed life, is happier than we are?

You are afraid of it because it is stronger than you; you hate it because you are afraid of it; you love it because you cannot subdue it to your will. Only the unsubduable can be loved.

Her smile was a bite, and I was its target.

Literature is painting, architecture, and music.

She wonders if this is what people call falling in love, the desire to be with someone for every minute of the rest of her life so strong that sometimes she is frightened of herself.

The weak-minded choose to hate," she said. "It's the least painful thing to do, isn't it?

He himself feels happier at this moment than he remembers he ever did in his life. The woman in front of him, who loves everything with or without a good reason, seems happy, too.

Sadness is a helpless garrison against the blindness of tragedy.

I grew up with the dread of seeing piles of old newspapers collect dust and used matches put back into matchboxes. But more than that, I dreaded the memories that were not mine, yet were so adamant to be heard and remembered as the only memories that mattered.

She felt the dampness of her palms and wiped them on the back of her black cotton skirt.

It was clear that he didn't remember me from one day to the next. The note clipped to his sleeve simply informed him that it was not our first meeting, but it could not bring back the memory of the time we had spent together.

Distance doesn't exist, in fact, and neither does time. Vibrations from love or music can be felt everywhere, at all times.

People make music to get a reaction. Music is communication.

Enthusiasm is as brittle as crystal, but Common Sense is durable as brass.

Don't look at me like that! (spade) You're making me all…excited! (heart)

Your heartbeat sounded ferocious when we saw that slide. Fiery, intense and deep…a melody of wrath.

A girl doesn't notice unfairness until she falls in love