Quotes About Feelings

One expresses well only the love he does not feel.

Typically, the theme of my albums, if there is a theme, is, 'How does it feel?' And that always leads to love songs. It just does.

I was too young to know how to love her.

Love hurts whether its right ow wrong

What is love but a second-hand emotion?

What, gone without a word? Ay, so true love should do; it cannot speak, For truth hath better deeds than words to grace it.

Passionate love, I take it, rarely lasts long, and is very troublesome while it does last. Mutual esteem is very much more valuable.

Passion I hate, and spirit does me wrong. Let us love gently.

There's a fine line between heartbreak and love. It's a compliment when someone tells me my music put them in a place when where they were almost in tears.

Mortals have always exaggerated the difference between hate and love. Both come from the heart. You can never hate strongly unless you have loved strongly.

Love. It's too hard. That's why I listen to music.

Love and kindness are the very basis of society. If we lose these feelings, society will face tremendous difficulties; the survival of humanity will be endangered.

I think our hearts are very chemical and we change the way we see people according to how we feel about them. That's what love is, in a way.

None but mothers know each other's feelings when we give up our daughters whom we love and cherish so tenderly to the mercies of a man, and perhaps even a stranger.

As far as rapprochements go, it's awkward and vague, but the advantage to being as emotionally inarticulate as we are is that it will do the trick.

Everyone always wants to know how you can tell when it's true love, and the answer is this: when the pain doesn't fade and the scars don't heal, and it's too damned late.

Sorrow is so easy to express and yet so hard to tell.

No te quiero, no te quiero, pero puedes persuadirme.

El abrazo continuó, se hizo pura energía, vasos comunicantes de sentimientos que iban y venían en un flujo armónico aunque intempestivo. Un millón de escenas, imágenes, palabras y momentos desfiló por sus cabezas, resumiendo una vida en común.

El que se avergüenza de los sentimientos está perdido. No va a encontrarse nunca.

Me siento tan sola que si tuviera lágrimas lloraría.

Leer siempre la había relajado. Era un privilegio. Sumergirse en una buena novela equivalía a penetrar en otro mundo, olvidar, sentir, experimentar emociones únicas.

Tudo não, Teodoro, tu não sabes que obscuro poço é o coração da gente.

We feel poetry as we feel the closeness of a woman, or as we feel a mountain or a bay. If we feel it immediately, why dilute it with other words, which no doubt will be weaker than our feelings?