Quotes About Emotion

Just by gazing upon her face... No matter how weary you are, you will feel happy, deep inside your heart, you will feel a warmth This is a "piece of joy" This is all the happiness you need. Normally, we call this "love"...

Não pense em se entender comigo. Não sei porque o ser humano se esforça tanto em se entender um com o outro. Mas lembre-se. Duas pessoas Jamais se entenderão por completo. Pois o ser humano... é um bicho triste assim.

Forgiveness is not about forgetting. It is about letting go of another person's throat.

The arrival of the unforeseen reveals the depths of one's heart.

I thought I was someone who did not need to love, or to be loved.

My emotional state then was cramped and confined, like a room with tightly sealed windows and doors: although love's footsteps could be heard outside the room, I felt they were steps heading somewhere else--until one day when the steps came to a halt and the bell rang.

Chaque fois que je lis ces grandes œuvres, je me laisse entraîner par elles. Je m'accroche à elles comme un enfant craintif au vêtement de sa mère. Je me règle sur leur pas et j'avance tout doucement dans le fleuve du temps. C'est un voyage agréable où mille sensations se mêlent. Elles m'emmènent avec elles et me laissent rentrer seul, et de retour à la maison je me rends compte qu'elles sont pour toujours avec moi.

There are people who had wanted to live longer but could not. My aunt had always been considerate to others. Both my father and I want to convey what she cherished.

Her expression almost never changed. Made it hard to tell what she was thinking. But also made her seem separate from the rest of the world. It was like she lived so deep in the ocean even light couldn't reach her. Like a fish that couldn't see the dark lonely depths, because it was always dreaming about sunlight.

Abruptly he thrust his snow-drenched leather gloves against my cheeks. I dodged. A raw carnal feeling blazed up within me, branding my cheeks. I felt myself staring at him with crystal clear eyes... From that time on I was in love with Omi.

You were so beautiful when you wanted to die. When you wanted to live, you became so ugly.

Separation is painful, but so is its opposite. And if being together brings joy, then it is only proper that separation should do the same in its own way.

Doesn't it seem as though her heart were a green flame? Perhaps it's the cold green heart of a small green snake, with a minute flaw in it, the kind of small green snake that slithers from branch to branch in the jungle, passing itself off as a vine. What's more, perhaps when she gave me the ring with such a gentle, loving expression, she wanted me to draw such a meaning from it some day.

Because the fact of not being understood by other people had become my only real source of pride, I was never confronted by any impulse to express things and to make others understand something that I knew.

At such times I felt as though I was drenched up to my neck in the existence that was myself.

Insomma, esiste pure quel congegno che si chiama il cuore umano, e nessuno sa cos'è che lo fa battere.

I was one of those savage marauders who, not knowing how to express their love, mistakenly kill the person they love.

Cruel separation guarded the purity of emotion. The pangs of being apart were transformed into quiet joy. Danger aroused the sensual. Uncertainty fostered dreams.

Ammesso che la passione umana abbia la virtù d'innalzarsi al disopra di ogni assurdo, come si può sostenere che non abbia anche quella d'innalzarsi al disopra dei propri assurdi?

People do not love pets that will outlive them. A short life is a condition for love.

but this girl simply let my hands gather on her own small, plump hands, like flies gathering on someone who is taking a nap.

Cuando uno se convence de que, al enamorarse, resulta tremendamente vulnerable, la idea de haber vivido hasta entonces desconocedor de esta verdad les hace estremecerse. Por esta razón el amor vuelve virtuosas a ciertas personas.

El amor sólo puede nacer de la desesperación. El espiritu contra la naturaleza...el movimiento del espiritu hacia esa imposibilidad de comunicación es el amor.

WE NEED TO FALL IN LOVE, PAL—FORGET WOMEN. WHO NEEDS THEM?—DON'T NEVER FORGET YOUR DREAM—GOT A BLACK SCAR ON MY BLUE BLUE HEART . . .