Quotes About Feelings

In your emotions: exercise Joy over sadness.

When the heart accepts death first, words you can trust are feelings you can take.

Sympathizing and selfish people are alike, both given to tears.

You don't love someone out of loyalty... nor out of sympathy, either.

No one really understands the grief or joy of another.

With empathy, I'm fully with them, not full of them — that's sympathy.

We are governed by sympathy; and the extent of our sympathy is determined by that of our sensibility

True sympathy is putting ourselves in another's place; and we are moved in proportion to the reality of our imagination.

I think I feel rather differently about sympathy to what seems the normal view. I like just to feel it is there, but not always expressed.

in certain crises direct expression of sympathy is the least possible to those who most feel sympathy.

Accept these grateful tears...For thee they flow, for thee... That ever felt another's woe.

Literary friendship is a sympathy not of manners, but of feelings.

I had a wonderful teacher about animal behavior - my dog Rusty. He taught me that animals have personalities, minds, and feelings.

Thomas Mann writes somewhere that hatred is simply love with a minus sign placed before it.

Toate sentimentele mi se par inutile, f?cînd ca lucrurile s? se termine r?u. ViaÈ›a poate fi mult mai simpl? dac? abolim emomÈ›iile. Dar nu trebuie s? te educ, Shmuel. Poate te mulÈ›umeÈ™ti cu faptul c?, în general, te tolerez într-o m?sur? mai mare sau mai mic?, iar din cînd în cînd apar È™i momente ceva mai bune decît acesta.

too much happiness always overflowed into tears of sorrow.

Too much happiness always overflows into tears of sorrow.

Your tears do not wash away your sorrows. They feed someone else's joy.

Why does love end so quickly and hatred last without end?

Sólo recuerdas lo que quieres recordar. Sólo sabes lo que tu corazón te permite saber.

Later, Miss Banner pointed to a man trying to squeeze a barrel that was too large through a doorway that was too small. Hope. Miss Banner said. But to me, this was not hope, this was stupidity, rice for brains. ... I wondered whether foreigners had feelings that were entirely different from those of Chinese people. Did they think all our hopes were stupid?

She was either temperamental, meaning short-tempered and unhappy, or she was melancholy, meaning listless and unhappy.

But why didn't I flood in the same way? Why was their happiness tenfold what I felt? Did I lack the proper connection between the senses and the heart? And then I realized that this was my habit. To hold back my feelings.

Too much happiness, said the man who returned, always overflows into tears of sorrow.