Quotes About Feelings

music stirs me to the very depths of my soul.

No one understands me! This phrase is part of me, and as unlikely as it may seem, there's a kernel of truth in it. Sometimes I'm so deeply buried under self-reproaches that I long for a word of comfort to help me dig myself out again. If only I had someone who took my feelings seriously. Alas, I haven't' yet found that person, so the search must go on.

At least the object of my feelings is always there, and I needn't be afraid of rivals, except Margot. Don't think I'm in love, because I'm not, but I do have the feeling all the time that something fine can grow up between us, something that gives confidence and friendship.

Liebe, was ist Liebe? Ich glaube, daß Liebe etwas ist, was sich eigentlich nicht in Worte fassen lässt. (S.197)

But feelings can't be ignored, no matter how unjust or ungrateful they seem. I long to ride a bike, dance, whistle, look at the world, feel young and know that I'm free, and yet I can't let it show.

Now I live only for Peter

No me juzgues, sino considérame simplemente como un ser que siente a veces que la copa desborda.

It gave me a wonderful feeling when I looked into his dark blue eyes and saw how bashful my unexpected visit had made him. I could read his innermost thoughts, and in his face, I saw a look of helplessness and uncertainty as to how to behave, and at the same time a flicker of awareness of his masculinity. I saw his shyness, and I melted. I wanted to say, Tell me about yourself. Look beneath my chatty exterior. But I found that it was easier to think up questions than to ask them.

Believe me, if you've been shut up for a year and a half, it can get to be too much for you sometimes. But feelings can't be ignored, no matter how unjust or ungrateful they seem.

ponen muy sentimentales cuando están juntos, y yo prefiero serlo cuando estoy sola. Y luego hablan de lo bien que estamos y que nos llevamos los cuatro, y de que somos una familia muy unida, pero en ningún momento se les ocurre pensar en que yo no lo siento así.

The problem is acceptance, which is something we're taught not to do. We're taught to improve uncomfortable situations, to change things, alleviate unpleasant feelings. But if you accept the reality that you have been given- that you are not in a productive creative period- you free yourself to begin filling up again.

If you have a body, you are entitled to the full range of feelings. It comes with the package.

I cry intermittently, like a summer rain. I don't feel racked by the crying; in fact, it hydrates me. Then rage wells up in me, and I want to take a crowbar to all the cars in the neighborhood.

This kind of beauty softens you and expands you, which is good, but of course it makes you vulnerable to all sorts of horrible things, like, oh, feelings. And being in your body.

When I feel like shoveling in food, the emptiness can be filled only with love (April 2012, O Magazine)

The imagination conjures so many things, and one feels the pain of them all, until one knows.

Some people cannot think themselves into anyone else's pain. If they don't feel it themselves, then it isn't real.

lacks the depth, or the courage, to feel anything deeply enough to pay for it.

I had wanted to say that my song was far too painful to sing.

It's not so, I said. And how long do you think it will sustain you, feeling and seeing and touching and tasting, if there is no love? No one with you?

Sometimes hate and love serve exactly the same purpose.

Do we have to confess our loves to everyone? asked Thorne softly. Can we not keep some secrets?

Divesting oneself so totally of the customary feelings of alienation and distrust that the subsequent acceptance was intellectually orgasmic.

I wanted darkness. To hide from her and the feelings that welled up in me, and the great consuming fear that I was utterly inadequate to make her happy, or to make myself happy by pleasing her.