Quotes About Emotion

Know that the only remedy for love is to love more.

Crying wasn't like riding a bike. Give it up, and you quickly forget how it's done.

Some things you cannot wish away or think away. They become part of you when you remember them.

Being human means losing everything we love best in the world, she murmured as she released me. But would you ask to be anything else?

Love is worth the sum of itself, and nothing more.

Jill told me that when you're really in love, you know right away. I'm not exactly sure how this happens. Is it like a flash of lightning? Like an angel tapping you on the shoulder? Or is it similar to choosing a puppy? You think you're picking the cutest one, but really you wind up going home with the one who keeps insisting on climbing into your lap.

Love) walks up to you,and when it does, you need to recognize it for what it is and, perhaps more important, for what it might become.

Unfinished business always comes back to haunt you, and a man who swears he'll love you forever isn't finished with you until he's done.

Some stories stayed with you even when you wanted to forget them.

It was the sort of beauty you feel so deeply it becomes contagious and somehow makes you feel beautiful too.

Among men and women, those in love do not always announce themselves with declarations and vows. But they are the ones who weep when you're gone. Who miss you every single night, especially when the sky is so deep and beautiful, and the ground so very cold.

We had to survive to remember. Otherwise everything we were would disappear. Those people we loved would fade as though we'd never loved them, as if they'd never walked and talked and burned, forgetting them was the real evil. That was the hole of darkness.

All this kissing was making her crazy; it was reminding her of what she could feel, and how it could be when you wanted someone as much as he wanted you.

Are people drawn to each other because of the stories they carry inside? At the library I couldn't help but notice which patrons checked out the same books. They appeared to have nothing in common, but who could tell what a person was truly made of? The unknown, the riddle, the deepest truth. I noticed them all: the ones who'd lost their way, the ones who'd lived their lives in ashes, the ones who had to prove themselves, the ones who, like me, had lost the ability to feel.

Love was like that, like a dream you didn't quite understand, one in which you didn't necessarily know what you were looking at until it was right in front of you.

The more you feel, the stronger you are.

Before she realized he was next to her, he had placed his hands over hers on the countertop, then hooped his fingers through hers. Gretel looked up at him, so startled she might as well have been shot. 'I just wanted to wake you up', he said. Which is exactly what he did. One look at him and her heart was racing. One look, and whatever had been before was all over.

How could I have been so stupid to ignore everything I'd had in my life? The color red alone was worth kingdoms.

How wonderful to say whatever you wanted without having to go over it in your mind, again and again, to make certain it wouldn't set him off.

He fell in love with the way she closed her eyes, long before he fell in love with her.

And then I understood that she had no idea what she'd done to my family. She thought love and hatred were equal.

That's the way love sounds, my mother told me. You think it should feel like honey, but instead it cuts like a knife.

Real love, after all, was worth the price you paid, however briefly it might last.

Love has nothing to do with time or space.