Quotes About Feelings

Every once in a while she'll get worked up and cry like that. But that's ok. She's letting her feelings out. The scary thing is not being able to do that. Then your feelings build up and harden and die inside. That's when you're in big trouble.

There is nothing in this world that never takes a step outside a person's heart.

Things that have form will all disappear. But certain feelings stay with us forever.

Don't tell me anymore. You should have your dream, as the old woman told you to. I understand how you feel, but if you put those feelings into words they will turn into lies. (from Thailand)

I can be hurt, you know. I can get as exhausted as anybody else. I can feel so bad I want to cry, too.

When I should have felt real pain, I stifled it. I didn't want to take it on, so I avoided facing up to it. Which is why my heart is so empty now.

Love with complications. Scenery was the last thing on my mind.

Tolstoy's famous line, all happiness is alike, but each pain is painful in its own way.

Besides being the world the kind of sadness that can not be expressed in tears. You can not explain it to anyone. Unable to take any shape, settles quietly in the bottom of the heart as snow during the windless night.

That's what love's all about. You're the only one having those wonderful feelings, but you have to go it alone as you wander through the dark your mind and body have to bear it all. All by yourself.

Animals that not only move by their own free will and share feelings with people but also possess sight and hearing qualify as deserving of names.

Whether it's good for anything or not, cool or totally uncool, in the final analysis what's most important is what you can't see but can feel in your heart.

Everyone of us is losing something precious to us. Lost opportunities, lost possibilities, feelings we can never get back again. That's part of what it means to be alive. But inside our heads - at least that's where I imagine it - there's a little room where we store those memories.

That's what love's all about, Kafka. You're the one having those wonderful feelings, but you have to go it alone as you wander through the dark. Your mind and body have to bear it all. All by yourself.

And worse, I was in love. Love with complications.

For a certain kind of person, love begins from something tiny and silly. From something like that or it doesn't begin at all.

Changes in a person's feelings aren't regulated by custom, logic, or the law. They're fluid, unstable, free to spread their wings and fly away. Like migratory birds have no concept of borders between countries.

But pure, unadulterated feelings are dangerous in their own way. It is no easy feat for a flesh-and-blood human being to go on living with such feelings. That is why it is necessary for you to fasten your feelings to the earth— firmly, like attaching an anchor to a balloon.

I was attracted to her from the first time we talked, and soon there was no turning back. For a long time she was the only thing I could think about. I tried to tell her how I felt, but somehow the feelings and the right words couldn't connect. Maybe it was for the best.

Here, he said, get yourself some healthy food. You look awful. I said he had done more than enough for me and that I couldn't accept money on top of everything else, but he refused to take it back. It's not money, he said, it's my feelings. Don't think about it too much, just take it. All I could do was thank him and accept the money.

Não é fácil fazer generalizações sobre a dor. Cada dor tem as suas características próprias. Reformulando a famosa frase de Tolstói: Todas as felicidades se parecem umas com as outras; cada dor dói à sua maneira.

Cause in Alphaville, you're not allowed to have deep feelings. So there's nothing like love. No contradictions, no irony. They do everything according to numerical formulas." Kaoru wrinkles her brow. "'Irony'?" "Irony means taking an objective or inverted view of oneself or of someone belonging to oneself and discovering oddness in that.

He wasn't a talkative man to begin with, and in all aspects of life—as though it were a kind of mouth infection he wanted to avoid catching—he never talked about his feelings.

Aomame said, It's like the Tibetan Wheel of the Passions. As the wheel turns, the values and feelings on the outer rim rise and fall, shining or sinking into darkness. But true love stays fastened to the axle and doesn't move.