Quotes About Emotion

I wanted someone to hold me close so I slide across and snuggled in tight and said, 'Hold me.' He did, and it was tender and truly sweet, but without a trace of that wild carnal edge you would have to cross if you want to get so close together you can't tell each other apart. I pushed it. I said, 'I want to get closer. I want you to love who I am.' Love doesn't do much for the powers of explanation, but since Love has never asked for one itself, that seems fair enough.

Drills and explosives did what Willie believed all technologies did: They killed feeling. By assassinating time and space under the guise of saving them, they keep people out of touch when the better state of being, according to Willie and others, is in touch. In his more delirious screeds, Willie claimed that industrialization was a Christian plot to destroy the pagan reflex between sensation and emotion.

As years went by we would receive heartbreaking news that one had passed, then another: feisty Wyakin, fearless Kamots, gentle Matsi. Piyip, one of Kamots and Chemukh's three pups, was the last to die, in 2013. In one day 98,000 people shared his passing with us over the Internet. Emotional messages poured in. The Sawtooth Pack had touched the hearts of people around the world.

Anger Short-Circuits Learning

Communication is not so much about what you say, as what you don't say.

My hatred is a thousand times more powerful than all your good intentions.

If Jimmy indeed cracked corn and you truly didn't care, why the fuck did you write a song about it? I call bullshit.

Dave: ''Will you ever be happy Echo?'' Echo: ''I don't know I haven't tried it yet.'' Dave: ''Let's give it a shot together.'' Echo: ''Let's spread fire instead.

Listening to music is one of the few activities that engages the entire brain

How wonderful it was to love something without the compromise of language.

We see with our eyes. We know with our hearts. Outside...Inside.

Color is an intense experience on its own.

Music, to me, is the most beautiful form, and I love film because film is very related to music. It moves by you in its own rhythm. It's not like reading a book or looking at a painting. It gives you its own time frame, like music, so they are very connected for me. But music to me is the biggest inspiration. When I get depressed, or anything, I go "think of all the music I haven't even heard yet!" So, it's the one thing. Imagine the world without music. Man, just hand me a gun, will you?

It's a sad and beautiful world.

I enjoyed what I saw in Williamsburg. But when something is not shared, it is never as poignant, or as meaningful, or as beautiful as it might have been if it were shared with someone.

Sometimes Raymond wonders what it is like to be a duck: What is it like to have a facial expression so frozen that no one, not even another duck, can tell if you are in pain? It must be safe in one way, but then sooner or later the hunters come along and say to each other:"Hey, look at those birds out there, bobbing on the pond. We can shoot them because they can't feel emotion." But that's not true, Raymond thinks. Not even a little bit.

Music inflames temperament.

It may have been in pieces, but I gave you the best of me.

Likewise, when we lose money in the market we think we must have been wrong.

An objective loss is impervious to how you feel about it or react to it. It's not subject to anyone's appraisal; it must be accepted without evaluation.

The basic distinction between the individual and the crowd is that the individual acts after reasoning, deliberation, and analysis; a crowd acts on feeling, emotion, and impulses.

My mother thinks that what keeps me going is a well of spitefulness.' ... 'I think she's right. I can feel it right here.

Somehow love from the past can be felt in the present and accompany us on our journey into the future.

I kissed her, a long hard kiss. Because baby didn't know it, but baby was dead, and in a way I couldn't have loved her more.