Quotes About Emotion

You're awfully dark, brother, he said. You don't know how dark.

She is kind and very beautiful. But she can be so cruel and it comes so suddenly and such birds that fly, dipping and hunting, with their small sad voices are made too delicately for the sea.

Do you always get so hungry when you make love?" "When you love somebody.

I am so in love with you that there isn't anything else.

When she cried her whole face went to pieces.

You're beautiful. You walk wonderfully and if I were here and saw you now for the first time I'd be in love with you. If I saw you for the first time everything would turn over inside of me and I'd ache right through my chest.

For her everything was red, orange, gold-red from the sun on the closed eyes, and it all was that color, all of it, the filling, the possessing, the having, all of that color, all in a blindness of that color. - Ernest Hemingway

Find what gave you emotion; what the action was that gave you excitement. Then write it down making it clear so that the reader can see it too. Prose is architecture, not interior decoration, and the Baroque is over.

I would take anything I love and throw it off the highest cliff you ever saw and not wait to hear it bounce.

I was trying to write then and I found the greatest difficulty, aside from knowing what you really felt, rather that what you were supposed to feel, and had been taught to feel, was to put down what really happened in action; what the actual things which produced the emotion that you experienced...

It's all nonsense. It's only nonsense. I'm not afraid of the rain. I'm not afraid of the rain. Oh, oh, God, I wish I wasn't.' She was crying. I comforted her and she stopped crying. But outside it kept on raining.

I knew I did not love Catherine Barkley nor had any idea of loving her. This was a game, like bridge, in which you said things instead of playing cards. Like bridge you had to pretend you were playing for money or playing for some stakes. Nobody had mentioned what the stakes were. It was all right with me.

This was omitted on my new theory that you could omit anything if you knew that you omitted and the omitted part would strengthen the story and make people feel something more than they understood.

When I saw her I was in love with her. Everything turned over inside of me.

Good. I go. And if thou dost not love me, I love thee enough for both.

You loved him when he was alive and you loved him after. If you love him, it is not a sin to kill him. Or is it more?

There had been too much emotion, too much damage, too much of everything.

Do you feel better?' he asked. 'I feel fine,' she said. 'There's nothing wrong with me. I feel fine.

He held her close and hard and inside himself he said goodbye and then goodbye and goodbye.

Don't you believe I love you? Don't know how I can make you believe. I didn't want to kiss you goodbye--that was the trouble--I wanted to kiss you goodnight. […] Of course I love you. I love you all the time. […] I'd like to hold you and kiss you so that you wouldn't doubt whether I wanted to or not.

What you have with Maria, whether it lasts just through today and a part of tomorrow, or whether it lasts for a long life is the most important thing that can happen to a human being. There will always be people who say it does not exist because they cannot have it. But I tell you it is true and that you have it and that you are lucky even if you die tomorrow.

How what she had done could never matter since he knew he could not cure himself of loving her

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Then too you are in love. Do not forget that is a religious feeling.