Quotes About Emotion

Amaba a los hombres y siempre los había amado. Ansiaba abrazarlos, mezclar con el de ellos su ser. Ahora que había perdido al hombre que correspondía a su amor, admitía aquello.

It's a chance in a thousand we've met, we'll never have the chance again and you know it. Stay with me. We love each other.

Quizás nadie quisiese tal amor, pero podía ya no sentirse avergonzado de él, porque aquel amor era "él", no el cuerpo o el alma, no alma y cuerpo, sino "él" viviendo en ambos.

For all his culture, Cecil was an ascetic at heart, and nothing in his love became him like the leaving of it.

She lowered her eyes a moment to the black abyss of the past.

To them Howards End was a house; they could not know that to her it had been a spirit, for which she sought a spiritual heir.

I do not want my voice to go out into the air while my heart is sinking.

Whom does Love concern beyond the beloved and the lover? Yet his impact deluges a hundred shores.

As he alighted his name had been called out of dreams. The violence went out of his heart, and a purity that he had never imagined dwelt there instead. His friend had called him. He stood for a moment entranced, then the new emotion found him words, and laying his hand very gently upon the pillows he answered 'Clive!

Mrs. Munt did not see, and indeed Margaret was making a most questionable statement—that any emotion, any interest once vividly aroused, can wholly die.

There are many ways of being a man; mine is to express what is deepest in my heart.

I can give points to a picture, I dare say,' said Maurice, having glanced at the Michelangelo. 'Clive, you're a silly little fool, and since you've brought it up I think you're beautiful, the only beautiful person I've ever seen. I love your voice and everything to do with you, down to your clothes or the room you are sitting in. I adore you.

Maurice did not understand, but the voice soothed him.

You all right, Maurice?' – for he had sighed. 'You comfortable? Rest your head on me more, the way you like more … that's it more, and Don't You Worry. You're With Me. Don't Worry.

Then he changed the subject, and, being without memory, she recovered her temper.

Clive, és um pateta, e, já que tocaste no assunto, posso dizer-te que te acho muito belo, a única pessoa bela que já vi na vida. Adoro a tua voz e tudo o que tem a ver contigo, até as tuas roupas ou a divisão onde estás sentado. Adoro-te.

Durham, I love you." He laughed bitterly. "Expand the statement.

It is like you to have thought of such a beautiful thing." Not a thing, only an ending," said Helen rather sadly; and the sense of tragedy closed in on Margaret again as soon as she left the house.

Helen forgot people. They were husks that had enclosed her emotion.

She and the victim seemed alone in a world of unreality, and she loved him absolutely, perhaps for half an hour.

The Wilcoxes were not lacking in affection; they had it royally, but they did not know how to use it. It was the talent in the napkin, and, for a warm-hearted man, Charles had conveyed very little joy. As he watched his father shuffling up the road, he had a vague regret—a wish that something had been different somewhere—a wish (though he did not express it thus) that he had been taught to say 'I' in his youth.

It so happened that Lucy, who found daily life rather chaotic, entered a more solid world when she opened the piano. She was then no longer either deferential or patronizing; no longer either a rebel or a slave. The kingdom of music is not the kingdom of this world; it will accept those whom breeding and intellect and culture have alike rejected.

But the poetry of that kiss, the wonder of it, the magic that there was in life for hours after it—who can describe that?

For a moment the visible world faded away, and memories and emotions alone seemed real.