Quotes About Emotion

This may shock you, but my love doesn't come with conditions or requirements. It absolutely doesn't require physical exam, that is for sure. It just is, Will. And it's unstoppable, because, believe me, I've tried to stop it. So I guess what I'm trying to say in my usual inarticulate, rambly, too-wordy way, is that I'm not going anywhere. No matter what.

He was strong and warm and male and his mouth moved gently against hers, his kiss provocative and soothing at the same time. Her hands found his shoulders, her fingers gripping muscle and bone. She felt the brush of his tongue against her lips, then he was inside her, hot and wet and demanding, and a part of herself she'd pushed down deep inside came roaring to life.

She drew back from his embrace so she could look into his eyes, her own swimming with tears. The uncertainty in her face nearly killed him. She had no idea how lovable she was. How precious and brave and special.

She had kept her sadness so carefully lidded these last two days that it had thickened into a stock so rich she could smell the salt before she tasted it. Caroline's throat narrowed so she could scarcely draw breath. Only a long thin note, too high to hear, seeped steadily through to warm the roof of her mouth.

I always thought there would be more interesting people at my wedding.

What a happiness it would be to cry.

A suspicion that lightness is not deeply serious (but instead whimsical) pervades aesthetic discourse. But what if lightness is a philosophical choice to temper reality with strangeness, to temper the intellect with emotion, and to temper emotion with humor.

Orpheus never liked words. He had his music. He would get a funny look on his face and I would say what are you thinking about and he would always be thinking about music.

Shame is an odd emotion. It clings to things over which we have no control, like a scent.

It's this feeling that you want to love strangers, that you want to kiss the man at the post office, or the woman at the dry cleaners - you want to wrap you arms around life, life itself, but you can't and this feeling wells up in you, and there is nowhere to put this great happiness - and you're floating - and then you fall down and become unbearably sad. And you have to go lie down on the couch.

Once or twice a day, I am enveloped inside what I like to call the Impenetrable Shield of Melancholy. This shield, it is impenetrable. Hence the name. I cannot speak. And while I can feel myself freeze up, I can't do anything about it.

Technically, it's a family restaurant, but it will only remind you of your family if your mom chain-smoked menthols.

You hold substance in my psyche

Lo que me asombra es sentirme tan triste y tan cansado.

Some of these days, Oh, you'll miss me honey

One must bear in mind the odd angle or slant that the rays of love have to take in order to reach a heart like mine.

She's very pretty but she's honey from the icebox, if you know what I mean. Cold sweets won't spread.

You don't know the meaning of true love if you think it can be deliberately selected. You just love, that's all. A natural force, irresistible.

For Christ's sake don't cry, you idiot! Live or die, but don't poison everything.

If love is love, it's free.

To rip off a piece of lover's temper was a pleasure in her deepest vein of enjoyment.

He yelled, Charlie, you know where I am, don't you? All right, Charlie, this isn't literature. This is life.

If life is not intoxicating, it's nothing. Here it's burn or rot.

Every man realizes that he has to love something or somebody. He feels that he must go outward. 'If thou canst not love, what art thou?