Quotes About Emotion

Mi se p?rea c? m? strânge de mân? È™i c? inima este gata s? sar? din piept, "Da, tu eÈ™ti f?cut? pentru mine, n?scut? pentru mine!..." ?i eu nu È™tiam cum s? în?buÈ™ aceste cuvinte care erau gata s?-mi zboare de pe buze!

Fui un insensato -dijo-, en no haberme arrancado el corazón el día que jure vengarme.

Es la joven una flor, cuyo fruto es el amor… »

Ah! j'étais cependant si bien dit-elle; j'étais presque morte.

It has been truly said, that a woman who has truly loved is always young, and that the bloom of the girl of twenty years ever lies concealed in some secret cloister of the heart. 1

Balzampleu!" said the Swiss, who, despite the fine collection of oaths boasted by the German language, had taken to swearing in French.

Senseless! he said. The day when I resolved to take my revenge. . . senseless, not to have torn out my heart!

L'amour est la plus égoïste de toutes les passions.

Un ceas de când te-am p?r?sit, e un veac de când nu È›i-am mai spus: Te iubesc.

d'Artgnan felt his heart gripped by the sweet spasm that tortures and caresses the hearts of lovers. It was the first time a woman had ever given him a rendezvous.

The eyes of a woman who loves are not easily deceived.

Monte Cristo could not let this proof of affection go unacknowledged, and it not his hand but both arms that he opened to greet him, saying, in a voice full of emotion: 'Morrel, it is a fine day for me when I feel myself to have gained the affection of a man such as you.

A woman's eye can read the face of the man she loves, its every feeling of pride, its every expression of suffering; it might almost be said that Heaven has graciously granted to women, on account of their very weakness, more than it has accorded to other creatures.

Ni-l închipuim pe Dumnezeu, dar simÈ›im dragostea; nu cumva dragostea este singurul, unicul È™i adev?ratul Dumnezeu?

La terreur est une chose si peu raisonnée qu'elle s'excite ou se calme sans motifs plausibles.

Não conheço outra verdade senão a dos meus desejos.

Et parfois, en se rencontrant, nos regards avaient une éloquence qui palliait la retenue de nos discours.

Patriotism] is in itself a kind of religion: it does not reason, but it acts from the impulse of faith and sentiment.

You may be sure that if you succeed in bringing your audience into the presence of something that affects them, they will not care by what road you brought them there; and they will never reproach you for having excited their emotions in spite of dramatic rules.

The damnable frustration of revenge. Revenge is for dreams…never for reality.

I'm frightened of eggs, worse than frightened, they revolt me. That white round thing without any holes … have you ever seen anything more revolting than an egg yolk breaking and spilling its yellow liquid? Blood is jolly, red. But egg yolk is yellow, revolting. I've never tasted it.

Content, I am not interested in that at all. I don't give a damn what the film is about. I am more interested in how to handle the material so as to create an emotion in the audience. I find too many people are interested in the content. If you were painting a still life of some apples on a plate, it's like you'd be worrying whether the apples were sweet or sour. Who cares?

Is it possible, he said, to be in love not with someone but with their eyes. I mean, with how eyes that aren't yours let you see where you are, who you are.

There is a kind of poetry, bad and good, in everything, everywhere we look.