Quotes About Emotion

Mine is a long and a sad tale!' said the Mouse, turning to Alice, and sighing. 'It is a long tail, certainly,' said Alice, looking down with wonder at the Mouse's tail; 'but why do you call it sad?

What is his sorrow?' She asked the Gryphon. And the Gryphon answered, very nearly in the same words as before, 'It's all his fancy, that: he hasn't got no sorrow, you know'.

you see, a dog growls when it's angry, and wags its tail when it's pleased. Now I growl when I'm pleased, and wag my tail when I'm angry. Therefore I'm mad.

I am real! said Alice, and began to cry.

shedding gallons of tears, until

Ah, my dear! Let this be a lesson to you never to lose your temper!

Let this be a lesson to you never to lose your temper!" "Hold your tongue

It's all his fancy, that: he hasn't got no sorrow, you know. Come on!

I pictured myself the Queen of Hearts as sort of embodiment of ungovernable passion - a blind and aimless Fury

tis love, 'tis love, that makes the world go round!

Y la moraleja de esto es... << Oh , el amor , el amor . El amor hace girar al mundo >>

the only painting worth anything was done with the heart.

So it was that she knew she liked him, loved him as they said in the soppy English books, you were shamed and a fool to say that in Scotland.

When my love comes back from the ladies' room, will I be too old to care?

Worrying is the most natural and spontaneous of all human functions. It is time to acknowledge this, perhaps even to learn to do it better.

SEEING OFF A FRIEND Green hills above the northern wall, White water winding east of the city. On this spot our single act of parting, The lonely tumbleweed journeys ten thousand li. Drifting clouds echo the traveller's thoughts, The setting sun reflects my old friend's feelings. You wave your hand and set off from this place, Your horse whinnies as it leaves.

She never utters a sound even when she's crying, and that makes me a little sad. Doesn't seem right. When you cry, people should hear you. The world should stop.

Do you think they missed him terribly when he fell? Did God cry over his lost angel, I wonder?

Did God ever cry over his lost angel, I wonder?

How terrible it is to have no cares, no longings. I do not fit. I feel too deeply and want too much. As cages go, it is a gilded one, but I shall not live well in it or any cage, for that matter.

I can see his pain, see it in the way he runs his fingers through his hair, over and over, and I understand what it costs him to hide it all.

A gentle breeze catches in the branches then and I hear it, soft and low, a murmured prayer--Gem-ma, Gem-ma--and then the leaves bend down and trail delicate fingers across my cold cheeks.

People tend to think that hate is the most dangerous emotion. But love is equally dangerous," Will said. "There are many stories of spirits haunting the places and people who meant the most to them. In fact, there are more of those than there are revenge stories.

It isn't that we do what we want. It's that we're allowed to want at all.