Quotes About Feelings

The memory of how he felt when he cared about her was going to be the most painful thing after he began to hate her.

No tears come, only memories. Memories and regrets.

Love doesn't always show us the sad and the sorrowful part of it, it only shows us the happy circle a gain and a gain.

Hatred or disliking for someone is something that doesn't come easily but once it comes, it make sure not to leave your heart and mind and stay there either for ever or a long time.

No tear, is a wasted tear, if it spills out for love, whether in good times or bad.

Two spectrums generate our thoughts … one comes from fear and the other from love. Every emotion in between starts at one of those two places.

Thoughts can be easily expressed by words but feelings are very hard to express by words.

It's indifference that breaks hearts, not love.

...he was conscious of the disastrous fact that love and desire must be expressed in the same way...

Our hearts are magnets. We attract to our heart the emotions that live within it

I do love you but I hate the evil inside of you

Heart...Soul...Words

Let me put it this way. You, my beautiful girl, have the power to really hurt me, with how I feel about you. Far more than anyone else ever has or ever could. I don't know if you realize that.

Anabelle knew she was feeling too much, too fast. That was dangerous. Especially with a guy like Giorgio.

Men were not supposed to be mushy, but one thing his mother taught him was that it was better to understand your feelings than hide from them

She told her secret love, not me, i could'nt speak, i smiled.

Smileshe told about her secret love, not me, i could'nt speak, i smiled.

You told me how much you hate me when yesterday you told me how much you love me, what happen?

Love gives us a heightened consciousness through which to apprehend the world, but anger gives us a precise, detached perception of its own.

Your anger is fun and sulk is love. I shall ever love you.

Please, Katsa, " he finally said. "At least talk to me".She swung around to face him. "What it there to talk about? You know how I feel, and what I think about it.""And what I feel? Doesn't it matter?

It is true I little respect women or girls who are loquacious either in boasting the triumphs, or bemoaning the mortifications, of feelings.

I've suppressed my aspirations to forget all rationality and let the moment explain everything, for nothing to be said and everything understood. If only I knew how to let these feelings out.

You don't have to apologize for your feelings. You can't make yourself fall in love with somebody.