Quotes About Emotion

I cried and bit my fingers and drank wine I snuck from the Clairmont pantry. I spun violently into the sky, raging and banging stars from their moorings, swirling and vomiting. I

We have to forget a little bit before we can forgive; when we no longer experience the pain as fresh, the insult is easier to forgive.

Here I stand frozen, when I deserve to burn.

Teníamos calor y temblábamos, éramos jóvenes y ancianos, y estábamos vivos. Yo pensaba: "Es cierto. Ya nos queremos." Ya nos queremos.

Sessizlik, ac?n?n üzerindeki koruyucu bir z?rh gibidir.

He kisses me back. His fingers twine in mine and I'm dizzy and he's holding me up and everything is clear and everything is grand, again. Our kiss turns the world to dust. There is only us and nothing else matters

my whole body sings to be near him,because every movement he makes is charged with electricity.I often think of putting my arms around him or running my fingers along his lips.When I let my thoughts go there the sharp pain of unrequited love invites the migraine in.

Silence is a protective coating over pain." I understood, and I managed to erase Granny Tipper from conversation, the same way I had erased my father. Not happily, but thoroughly.

Silence is a protective coating over pain. (p.29)

He was a person who couldn't fake a smile but smiled often.

Can I hold your hand?" he asked. I put mine in his.

Teníamos calor y temblábamos, Éramos jóvenes y ancianos, Y estábamos vivos.

The sadness of the incomplete, the sadness that is often Life, but should never be Art.

Love is always being given where it is not required.

To make us feel small in the right way is a function of art; men can only make us feel small in the wrong way.

George had turned at the sound of her arrival. For a moment he contemplated her, as one who had fallen out of heaven. He saw radiant joy on her face, he saw the flowers beat against her dress in blue waves. The bushes above them closed. He stepped quickly forward and kissed her.

Aveva abbandonato ogni piano d'azione; l'amore è la cosa migliore.

Beauty ought to look a little surprised: it is the emotion that best suits her face.... The beauty who does not look surprised, who accepts her position as her due—she reminds us too much of a prima donna.

Like every true performer, she was intoxicated by the mere feel of the notes: they were fingers caressing her own; and by touch, not by sound alone, did she come to her desire.

I'm not ashamed. I don't apologize. But it has frightened you, and you may not have noticed that I love you.

If a man cannot lead up to passion, he can at all events lead down from it

Love is a verb, not a noun. It requires action; intention. In love, there is no being, only doing.

If history and science have taught us anything, it is that passion and desire are not the same as truth.

Little lonely one, You clung to me as a garment clings; my girl.