Quotes About Emotion

And I close my eyes to gaze into those depths, and am almost engulfed in you.

I look a girl in the eye and it was a very long love story with thunder and kisses and lightning. I live fast.

And actually it's not at all you I love, but rather the existence you have bestowed on me.

Auch ist es vielleicht nicht eigentlich Liebe wenn ich sage, daß Du mir das Liebste bist; Liebe ist, dass Du mir das Messer bist, mit dem ich in mir wühle. An Milena Jesenska (14. September 1920)

Write to me only once a week, so that your letter arrives on Sunday — for I cannot endure your daily letters, I am incapable of enduring them. For instance, I answer one of your letters, then lie in bed in apparent calm, but my heart beats through my entire body and is conscious only of you. I belong to you

my heart no longer beats but is a tugging muscle

I can't hold enough of you in my hands.

it's impossible to understand how my breast could expand and contract to breathe this air, it's impossible to understand how you can be far away.

Sometimes, and I don't know why, everything I want to say to you presses upon me with great intensity, like a crowd of people all trying to squeeze through a narrow door at once. And I have said nothing to you, less than nothing, for everything I have written recently has been false—not fundamentally, of course, because fundamentally everything is true—but with so much confusion and falseness on the surface that no one could be expected to see through it.

You are the knife I turn inside myself; that is love. That, my dear, is love" - Letters to Milena

She is so distinct to me, it's as though I had run my hands all over her.

I have now, and have had since this afternoon, a great yearning to write all of my anxiety entirely out of me.

I sink into your eyes whenever I'm looking at you

Amore è il fatto che tu sei per me il coltello col quale frugo dentro me stesso.

Il sogno è l'ultima notizia che possiedo di te.

Sometimes she would hide her eyes behind her hands, and then no words could get through to her.

Non spaventarti se senti le mie labbra sul collo, non volevo baciarti, è soltanto amore impacciato.

Wie ein Hund!" sagte er, es war, als sollte die Scham ihn überleben.

O frio e o calor alternam dentro de mim com as palavras de uma frase, sonho com a expansão e a queda melodiosas. Leio frases de Goethe como se percorresse com todo o meu corpoa gama de entoações

You cannot love me, much as you would like; you are unhappily in love with your love for me, but your love for me is not in love with you.

Oare era doar un simplu animal,când muzica îl emoÈ›iona atât de profund?Avea impresia c? descoper?,în fine,calea c?tre hrana necunoscut? pe care o dorea atât de mult.

I'm tired, can't think of anything and want only to lay my face in your lap, feel your hand on my head and remain like that for through all eternity.

O verdadeiro desespero sempre e imediatamente ultrapassou o seu alvo

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