Quotes About Emotion

The corners of his mouth twitched, but as Robin didn't see him smiling, he felt no compulsion to explain.

difficile est longum subito deponere amoren, v difficile est, uerum hoc qua lubet efficias… … it is hard to throw off long-established love: Hard, but this you must manage somehow…

A vast unfocused rage rose in her, against men who considered displays of emotion a delicious open door

A vast unfocused rage rose in her, against men who considered displays of emotion a delicious open door; men who ogled your breasts under the pretense of scanning the wine shelves; men for whom your mere physical presence constituted a lubricious invitation.

They beamed at each other: for a moment, Robin thought she saw the idea of hugging her cross Strike's mind, but instead he held out his hand and shook hers.

know not what can ease my pains, Nor what it is I wish; The passion at my heart-strings strains Like a tiger in a leash.

Love...was pain and grief sought, accepted, endured.

The only thing left to her keeping were a bloody old rag and a creased photograph of the ocean which she held pressed to the hollow of her slender throat and had thrashed for and bit hands to protect like a madwoman risen from sleep to in her unformed state between wake and dream reproach the world tenfold.

His brain and his heart knew this, but he couldn't stop himself, and the razor of his conscience lent the undeniable thrill of pain to the act.

Madam, hatred has become your handmaiden.

I think kissing is what separates us from the animals and makes us divine.

Somewhere in the pain there is pleasure, and that is the most awful part, perhaps. (170)

We tend to go on loving the things the people who loved us loved. They are invested with soul, even if the people are long dead, even if they do not turn out to be who you thought they were.

desire had its exaggerated and dramatic pleasures, but he was bored by the endless scenes and recantations. Love was simply the same steady heartbeat hour after hour. It bored him with its lack of event.

He wanted to slice her open and lie inside the warm blood of her body.

It was just a story about despair.

As you are woman, so be lovely:As you are lovely, so be various,Merciful as constant, constant as various,So be mine, as I yours for ever.

What we now call 'finance' is, I hold, an intellectual perversion of what began as warm human love.

The beauty of music has the ability to speak where words fail.

Laughter through tears is my favorite emotion.

Laughter through tears is my favorite emotion." (Truvey Jones)

I just sat there. I just held Shelby's hand. There was no noise, no tremble, just peace. Oh god. I realize as a woman how lucky I am. I was there when that wonderful creature drifted into my life and I was there when she drifted out. It was the most precious moment of my life.

To be brave, by definition, one has first to be afraid.

Ah, love, this is fear. This is fear and syllables and the beginnings of beauty.