Quotes About Emotion

Evanlyn could have kissed her.

Will, ik houd van je. Alyss … Hij was zich bewust van een vreemd gevoel, een gevoel dat hij al een hele tijd niet had gehad. Toen wist hij ineens wat het betekende en hij glimlachte. Hij was gelukkig.

Alyss,' zei hij. 'Ik hou van je. Ik heb altijd van je gehouden!' Hij zag het in haar ogen. Een moment van complete verwarring. Botsende gevoelens. En toen ineens een flits van helderheid.

If you forget everything else about me, please remember this. I walked down that street and I never looked back and I love you. I love you. I love you so much that I shall hate you for ever for today.

We all write poems; it is simply that poets are the ones who write in words.

If anything might hurt her, silence would; and I wanted to hurt her.

Violence in the voice is often only the death rattle of reason in the throat.

It was such a spring day as breathes into a man an ineffable yearning, a painful sweetness, a longing that makes him stand motionless, looking at the leaves or grass, and fling out his arms to embrace he knows not what.

Love! Beyond meaure - beyond death - it nearly kills. But one wouldn't have been without it.

true love is an irrevocable act - you can only give your heart away once - after that, you give as much as you have left ...

when someone is honest and vulnerable, they wring my heart - I want to hug them for being real...

you think so logically...like a hawk soaring - I feel so chaotically...like a kite without a tail plummeting to earth...

Everyone struggles to guard their heart from breaking, when they should desire to have a heart that breaks...

He heard her in his heart - whispering from the mist

when I think of you it's with tears, because no one else has such delicate hands that can reach into my soul and calm my fears...

I gave you painted air - tears I couldn't weep - truths I couldn't speak - all the words that caught in my throat...

I'm innocent still -inside me are stained glass windows that have never been broken- and when I see your light it stains my soul with color ...

I committed a sin the day I refused you - I discovered metal inside me where my heart should be - forgive me, Love, for acting on principles...

not even the wind can bring a tear to my eye the way you do...

this longing inside me that never goes away, must be a poem...must be you ...

everything I treasure is broken - it's of no use to anybody but me...

come lie beside me again and understand - the others can show by actions, but I alone will immortalize you in words...

only darkened trails of rain could paint your face upon a pane...

your memory is a warm stone hidden in my hand I'm always turning over...