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Quotes About Feelings

I am giving you this warning because it doesn't matter. You're already doomed, Queen of Elfhame. You already love him. You already loved him when you questioned me about him instead of your own mother. And you will still love him, mortal girl, long after his feelings evaporate like morning dew.
~ Holly Black
It would be safer if I hated him. Since I cannot, perhaps it is good that he now hates me.
~ Holly Black
Lo odio più di chiunque altro. Lo odio talmente tanto che qualche volta, quando lo guardo, mi manca il respiro.
~ Holly Black
Le odio tanto que a veces, cuando lo miro, me cuesta respirar.
~ Holly Black
She has known the tide and undertow of my feelings, my hurts, both small and large, for most of my life.
~ Holly Black
True, he doesn't make you cry. Question is, does he make you laugh?
~ Unknown
We live in deeds, not years: in thoughts, not breaths; in feelings, not in figures on a dial. We should count time by heartthrobs. He most lives who thinks most, feels the noblest, acts the best.' It's a quote by a man named David Bailey.
~ Unknown
Your heart is always harder than a stone.
~ Homer
The passion of love is essentially selfish, while motherhood widens the circle of our feelings.
~ Unknown
Nobody loves a woman because she is handsome or ugly, stupid or intelligent. We love because we love.
~ Honore de Balzac
I'm a great poet. I don't put my poems on paper: they consist of actions and feelings.
~ Honore de Balzac
Our heart is a treasury; if you pour out all its wealth at once, you are bankrupt.
~ Honore de Balzac
However gross a man may be, the minute he expresses a strong and genuine affection, some inner secretion alters his features, animates his gestures, and colors his voice. The stupidest man will often, under the stress of passion, achieve heights of eloquence, in thought if not in language, and seem to move in some luminous sphere. Goriot's voice and gesture had at this moment the power of communication that characterizes the great actor. Are not our finer feelings the poems of the human will?
~ Honore de Balzac
Love is the poetry of the senses!
~ Honore de Balzac
The human heart may find here and there a resting-place short of the highest height of affection, but we seldom stop in the steep, downward slope of hatred.
~ Honore de Balzac
What place indeed is there in the shallow petty frivolous thing called society for noble thoughts and feelings?
~ Honore de Balzac
A man like you is a god, not just a machine covered with skin, but a theater where fine feelings sprout and grow-and feelings are all that matters, as far as I'm concerned. Is a feeling anything but an entire world poured into a thought?
~ Honore de Balzac
Una mujer es coqueta mientras no ama.
~ Honore de Balzac
The savage has only impulse; the civilized man has impulses and ideas. And in the savage the brain retains, as we may say, but few impressions, it is wholly at the mercy of the feeling that rushes in upon it; while in the civilized man, ideas sink into the heart and change it; he has a thousand interests and many feelings, where the savage has but one at a time.
~ Honore de Balzac
Will anyone understand it outside Paris? That is open to doubt. The special features of this scene, full of local colour and observations, can only be appreciated in the area lying between the heights of Montmartre and the hills of Montrouge, in that illustrious valley of flaking plasterwork and gutters black with mud; a valley full of suffering that is real, and of joy that is often false, where life is so hectic that it takes something quite extraordinary to produce feelings that last.
~ Honore de Balzac
La vida sencilla y mecánica conduce a una cordura insensata ahogando nuestra inteligencia con el trabajo, en tanto que la vida pasada en el vacío de las abstracciones o en los abismos del mundo moral lleva a una loca cordura. En una palabra: matar los sentimientos para vivir hasta muy viejos o morir jóvenes aceptando el martirio de las pasiones. Esta es nuestra sentencia.
~ Honore de Balzac
AUTUMN AIR The autumn air is clear, The autumn moon is bright. Fallen leaves gather and scatter, The jackdaw perches and starts anew. We think of each other- when will we meet? This hour, this night, my feelings are hard.
~ Li Bai
I don't know why I did it, except that I understand now that desperate, clumsy desire to make people feel better -even when you know perfectly well that nothing will.
~ Unknown
All conflict can be traced back to someone's feelings getting hurt, don't you think?
~ Liane Moriarty