Quotes About Feelings

She had achieved the elusiveness that gives hidden significance to the least significant remarks. "Is it like you felt toward me in Paris?" "I feel comfortable and happy when I'm with you. In Paris it was different. But you never know how you once felt. Do you?

In fact, I once imagined you loved me a little bit, if you'll excuse the presumption.

No hay fuego ni frío que pueda desafiar a lo que un hombre guarda entre los fantasmas de su corazón.

As he spoke there was in his heart that tremulousness that we take for sincerity in ourselves.

Az emberek folyton beleszeretnek egymásba, azután meg kiszeretnek egymásból.

Here, finally, was the quintessence of self-expression – yet it was probably that for the most part their love expressed Gloria rather than Anthony. He felt often like a scarcely tolerated guest at a party she was giving.

When a girl tells the man she likes second best about the other one, then she's in love. --Cecelia Brady

I love you. Do you hear? I'm telling you all of a sudden, but it isn't new with me. I love you.

No amount of fre or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.

Sans encore être amoureux d'elle, j'ai éprouvé à son égard une sorte de tendre intérêt.

You've got to sell your heart, your strongest reactions, not the little minor things that only touch you lightly, the little experiences that you might tell at dinner.

Elle disait ce qui lui passait par la tête, mais avec une chaleur bouleversante, comme si, à travers ces mots chuchotés, frémissants, son cÅ"ur essayait de se faire entendre.

All life is just a progression toward, and then a recession from, one phrase—'I love you.

Sometimes when I've felt particularly radiant I've though, why should this be wasted on one man.

Men don't know how to be really angry or really happy—and the ones that do, go to pieces.

He [suddenly]: I don't want to fall in love with you-- She [raising her eyebrows]: Nobody asked you to. He [continuing coldly]: But I probably will.

Isabella had been for some time capable of very strong, if very transient emotions...

I wasn't actually in love, but felt a sort of tender curiosity

He made no self-accusations: never any more did he reproach himself for feelings that were natural and sincere. He accepted all his reactions as a part of him, unchangeable, unmoral.

After the boy at the supermarket had called her those names, Evelyn Couch had felt violated. Raped by words. Stripped of Everything.

Sex, maybe, friendship, yes, but love, no. If she ever felt love coming toward her, she would cross the street to the other side.

Loving is upsetting. That's the point of it.

the painful intensity of my sensations, even when they're happy ones; the blissful intensity of my sensations, even when they're sad.

But my sadness is comforting Because it's right and natural And because it's what the soul should feel When it already thinks it exists And the hand pick flowers And the soul takes no notice.