Quotes About Emotion

Tu hai gli occhi irlandesi, ragazzo mio. Un giorno vedrai con occhi che non sono i tuoi, sentirai con il cuore di un'altra persona. Selvaggi occhi irlandesi, Nathan. Quando ami qualcuno, ama con tutto te stesso e sinceramente, ma stai attento perché quegli occhi non sono soltanto lo specchio della tua anima, ma anche finestre sull'anima di colei che ami Il Doppio volto dell'Amore - Wild Card

He touched her cheek, his throat tightening as he fought past the confusion, the disbelief that this woman could love him. That God, in all his bountiful mercy, had finally adopted him and given him this gift he never though he could have.

Don't you leave! She screamed the order, eyes blazing, her lips trembling as tears fell and hysteria threatened to overwhelm her. If you leave me, Noah Blake, if you don't come back when this is over, don't bother coming back at all. He touched her cheek. Ran his thumb over her lips. You are the best part of me, he whispered. Always remember that, Sabella. The best part of me.

Loving you, Tess," he promised. "With everything I have. With all I am, I love you.

Sir. I could use a crutch." His knees gave way, but the captain was there, his arms going around the taller man's bony body, holding him to him as he shook with silent sobs. "I have you, son," he whispered. "I'll be your crutch.

Love changes us, Son." Ray rose to his feet, crossing the room slowly to set his empty glass on the bar. "Don't make the same mistake I did, Rowdy. Once it's over that first time, once you've let another man claim what's yours and yours alone, you lose a part of your soul. Getting it back is hell. A hell I hope you never know.

Oh yeah. Baby, so good. He had to release her nipple, had to hold her face in his hands, stare into her eyes. So damned tight. Sweet. Ride me, sweetheart. Ride me out of hell.

Jessica, you are a pain in the arse, do you know that? If I were not so immensely fond of you, I should throw you out the window. She wrapped her arms about his waist and laid her head against his chest. Not merely 'fond,' but 'immensely fond.' Oh Dain, I do believe I shall swoon. Not now, he said crossly. I haven't time to pick you up.

Jessica swallowed. I think you had better stick to English. But Italian is so moving, Dain said. To ho voluto dal primo che ti vedi. I've wanted you from the first moment I saw you. Mi tormenti ancora. You've tormented me ever since.

I want you, she said. I told you so, he said.

She stared up at him and for an instant his expression went soft all over her before he turned away, gritting his teeth. Dean felt her gentle touch everywhere, in places he'd never thought about before. Like his heart.

You're going to hurt yourself." She worked up a few tears, letting them glisten on her long dark lashes. " You're hurting me." "Not yet," Trace told her, unmoved by the false show of emotion. "But the idea of putting you over my knee gets more tempting by the second.

Planning to be a seducer was difficult enough. Talking about it with the seducee would be impossible.

You couldn't pretend you had lost nothing... you had to begin there, not let your blood freeze over. If your heart turned away at this, it would turn away at something greater, then more and more until your heart stayed averted, immobile, your imagination redistributed away from the world and back only toward the bad maps of yourself, the sour pools of your own pulse, your own tiny, mean, and pointless wants.

I feared Sarah was one of those women who instead of laughing said, That's funny, or instead of smiling said, That's interesting, or instead of saying, You are a stupid blithering idiot, said, Well I think it's a little more complicated than that.

Life is sad. Here is someone.

Love is the answer, said the songs, and that's OK. It was OK, I supposed, as an answer. But no more than that. It was not a solution; it wasn't really even an answer, just a reply.

Love is a fever, she said. And when you come out of it you'll discover whether you've been lucky - or not.

I wondered about the half-life of regret.

So much urgent and lifelike love went rumbling around underground and died there, never got expressed at all, so let some errant inconvenient attraction have its way. There was so little time

She smiled at him, with longing. 'Where do you live,' she asked, 'and how do I get there?

though what bird in the best of circumstances does not look a little stricken?

Those are the love killers. They love you and then they kill you. They're from another planet. Supposedly.

Amber was past tense. We were covering her inanimate face in the white sheet of was.