Quotes About Emotion

If you do not breathe through writing, if you do not cry out in writing, or sing in writing, then don't write.

There are things one reads that make you aware that you have lived nothing, felt nothing, experienced nothing up to that time. How can i begin to feel - to feel? I want to fall in love in such a way that the mere sight of a man, even a block away from me, will shake and pierce me.

For me it is all symphonic, and I am so aroused by living—god, Henry, in you alone I have found the same swelling of enthusiasm, the same quick rising of the blood, the fullness, the fullness .

A couple was leaning over the railing, and Lillian could hear the woman say: Even if you don't mean it, just for tonight, say you love me. I won't ever remind you of it; I will not see you again, but just for tonight say you love me, say you love me.

What is the greatest need of human beings? What is it they seek from me always? Intimacy. I listen with all my being, I am completely interested. I seek momentarily a full communion of eyes, feelings, thoughts.

I have an abnormal capacity for passion.

Cuando uno se hace pasar por las revueltas de cuerpo entero.

Henry, there are moments when I am almost frightened at the way you have invaded me. Don't talk about others, for instance; it is all external—contrast, not penetration.

Too late for changes, too late perhaps for explanations and ideological webs, but the love goes on, the love goes on, blind to laws and warnings and even to wisdom and to fears. And whatever that love is, perhaps an illusion of a new love, I want it, I can't resist it, my whole being melts in one kiss, my knowledge melts, my fears melt, my blood dances, my legs open.

I am made only for passion; it is the temperature of love that I cannot endure. I am afraid, and I think it is death- everything but passion seems like death to me. Only in fever do I feel life.

The inner and poetic illumination of his life came from me.

The important thing is to set the passion free. The drama is everything, the cause of the drama nothing.

Eu iubesc, iubesc, iubesc.

She has to make the atmosphere boil.

Viajamos en direcciones opuestas. Observo todo esto en tono trágico.

He placed his mouth on her throat, kissing the words she could not utter. He seemed to divine where she wanted a kiss to fall next, what part of her body demanded to be warmed.

Yes, Anaïs, I was thinking how I could betray you, but I can't. I want you. I want to undress you, vulgarize you a bit—ah

We write to taste life twice

Are you sad? Do you want me to leave? - I'm not sad, but I'm blocked. My whole past seems to stop me. I can't let go. I feel as if I can inhale but not exhale. I'm just constrained, unnatural.

Para un escritor, un personaje es un ser con quien no se siente ligado por el sentimiento. El verdadero amor destruye la «literatura». Por eso, también, Henry no puede escribir sobre mí, y quizá nunca escriba sobre mí —por lo menos, hasta que nuestro amor se acabe y, entonces, yo me convierta en un «personaje», es decir, en una personalidad alejada, no fundida con él.

She cannot be considered as a whole. She is composed of fragments. Only passion gives her a moment of wholeness.

It doesn't matter what you said that night. I want you from me to have the experience of being loved.) [Anaïs]

Cuando te embriaga un sentimiento, no importa cuál sea (ella está ahora ebria de un sentimiento imaginado), dejas de ver la realidad o la fealdad.

He deseado poseerla como si un hombre fuera, pero he querido también que me amara con los ojos, con las manos, con los sentidos que sólo poseen las mujeres. Es una penetración suave y sutil.