Quotes About Emotion

Music opens your soul, makes you ready.' - 'Ready for what?' - He smiles big. 'Exactly.

All the times I say, 'Don't see me'? With you, I wish I had an opposite power: See me. See me, Evie. See all of me. There's a fella who loves you right here. I'm not perfect. I'm a handful. But you know what? So are you. There. Not sugarcoating it.

And when it comes, her kiss is like something not so much felt as found.

He loved her. Was in love with her. Had always loved her. And it seemed that she loved him, too. It was funny how the world could change on a dime like that. One minute, you were some poor chump pining after a girl you thought didn't feel the same way about you, and the next, you were lying together, arms entwined, chest to chest, so close you could feel her heartbeat under her soft skin. You were looking into her eyes and seeing your whole future written there.

Without further warning, the sky opens up and cries.

For once, Evie didn't know what to say. She hadn't really thought of her uncle as very human. He was more like a textbook who occasionally remembered to put on a tie. But it was clear that he was, indeed, human, with a deep wound named Rotke.

I don't know. Sometimes, I feel nothing, and I'm so afraid. Afraid I'll stop feeling anything at all. I'll just slip away inside myself...I just need to feel something A Great and Terrible Beauty, Page 177, by

So I slap on that smile and pretend everything's okay even though it's not.

And sometimes I just don't want to sparkle.

There's a moment of profound sadness that can be dispelled only by summoning my anger.

There's no time to be modest. Reason will not work here. Without warning, I kiss Kartik. His lips, pressed firmly against mine, are a surprise. They are warm, light as breath, firm as the give of a peach against my mouth. A scent like scorched cinnamon hangs in the air, but I'm not falling into any vision. It's his smell in me. A smell that makes my stomach drop through my feet. A smell that pushes all thought out of my head and replaces it with an overpowering hunger for more.

It was a kiss small in its ministrations but epic in its feeling.

God save me from a woman's tears, for I've no strength against them.

Robot. Is. Sad. Because silly bitch. Will. Not. Dance.

Dear, dear Cecily, or as I affectionately refer to her in the privacy of my mind, She Who Inflicts Misery Simply by Breathing.

Está celoso! Kartik está celoso y Simon me ve...apetitosa. Me siento complacida. Y desconcertada. Pero sobretodo complacida.

Eu considerei a sua cara e sabia a felicidad , Balder murmurs from the backseat, his eyes still closed. I looked upon your face and knew happiness. Without further warning, the sky opens up and cries.

Sometimes, when the wind blows through them leaves, it sounds like your name. It's like a sigh, then, she says. The most beautiful sound I ever heard. 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.

I know the English are terribly sentimental about the sea, but I can live without it.

He took her face into his hands and his kiss blotted out the sky

The gasps catch from girl to girl like a brush fire.

This brings a fresh wave of tears. To my great surprise, Kartik wipes them away with his hand. Meraa mitra yahaan aaiye, he murmurs. I understand only a little Hindi, enough to know what he as said: Come here, my friend . I've never known a braver girl, he says.

He's jealous! Kartik is jealous and Simon finds me ... delicious? I am a bit giddy. And confused. But no, mostly giddy, I find.

He imagined that one day he'd hear that his parents were gone and feel only a vague sense of loss. How could you mourn something you'd never really had?