Quotes About Emotion

senseless, senseless coughs of emotion

Trees scream and drop bright leaves

Anger falling asleep at the heart

enraptured in hypnotic war

The poetry is like a rhythmic articulation of feeling." —Allen Ginsberg

You stand above them like the brightest star in the heavens.  You are the sweet golden light I didn't know I was missing."  He looked at her, his heart bursting.  "The honeyed warmth I ne'er knew existed, even in my earth life.  You may no' be the first woman I've drawn into my arms, but you are the only one I've given my heart.

Her fear was palatable: she tasted it, her pores oozed it, her hair tingled. Why

Realization hit her, but she didn't want to believe. Didn't want to be hurt.

The best musicians answer something in you when you don't even know the question.

Zach," I said as I lay there "Where did you go? When you were looking for me?" I shifted in his arms, looked into his eyes. "Crazy." His voice was a whisper against my skin. "I went crazy.

Oh, and Cammie, At the sounds of his voice, I spun around, expecting to hear him crack a joke or call me Gallagher Girl. The last thing I expected was to feel his arms sliding arounds me, to sense the whole world turning upside down as Zach dipped me in the middle of the foyer and pressed his lips to mine. Then he smiled that smile I'd come to know. I always finish what I start.

Siempre que le amaban se había sentido igual: satisfecho y frío como un témpano

He took a deep breath, as if he were taking the air from my own lungs and swallowing it for himself.

I told my daughter, the first time she fell in love, not to hold it too close. Think of yourself in a warm, summer pool, I told her, concentric circles rippling all around you. Golden beams of sunlight flooding your hair, striking your face. Inhale it. Breathe it. It will not leave you. If you place sunlight in your palms, it will turn to shadow. If you put fireflies in a jar, they will die. But if you love with wings on, you will always feel the exhilaration of being suspended in flight.

Nos sonreímos el uno al otro, como si ambos supiéramos algo que ninguno de los dos tenía el valor de decir.

Without the fingerprint of the heart, it would only be sound... not music.

Very happy or unhappy, people disappear.

Work was a balm. Adrenaline distracted him from sorrow.

It's okay," I said, holding her, starting to cry myself. "It's not okay," said Jane. "But it's the way it is.

Pensé que había superado mi admiración por ella. Pensé que la había olvidado. Pero estaba equivocado.

Happiness: an agreeable sensation arising from contemplating the misery of another.

Laughter--an interior convulsion, producing a distortion of the features, and accompanied by inarticulate noises. It is infectious, and though intermittent, incurable.

He had power only to feel, and feeling was torment.

BEAUTY, n. The power by which a woman charms a lover and terrifies a husband.