Quotes About Feelings

The work of preservation demands that the feelings playing about in one's guts not be turned into action. Just watch their passing like cherry blossoms.

Sentimentele sunt pamantul in care creste gandurile si ideile.

All your actions, feelings, behaviors—even your abilities—are always consistent with this self-image. In short, you will

Some crushes just never went away. They built, instead, into something permanent, obsessive and all consuming.

He drank, as a man is wont to do when confronted with his innermost emotions, particularly ones pertaining to the heart.

You know how I conceal my pain talk so much and laugh a lot"

Ljubav je jedina stvar na svijetu koju ne treba objašnjavati, ni tražiti joj razlog.

Suze mi teku od smeha, ako prestanem da se smejem osta?e samo suze.

Suze mi teku od smijeha. Ako prestanem da se smijem, osta?e samo suze.

Suze mi teku od smijeha. Ako prestanem da se smijem, ostat ?e samo suze.

Uvijek me ?udno uljuljkivala ta povorka rije?i o stvarima koje znam. U tom poznatom krugu kojim se kre?em, osje?am se siguran, bez busija kojima prijete ljudi i svijet.

The feeling of the cold water and the hot sun and having the river just flow over your skin like a dolphin wasn't something I had enough words to describe but was the kind of feeling you never forget. I

No, not just the visual. There's the emotional part too. There's that line Faulkner said, about how you don't love because. You love despite.

No, of course not. I just feel content," she said carefully. "That's an old person's word," said Ethan.

Part of the beauty of love was that you didn't need to explain it to anyone else. You could refuse to explain.

It did not make Helen feel worse, though, as she had thought it might. It occupied her; it gave her a project to work on. She and Ray had shared almost nothing in years. Grief didn't count, because in a way it was nothing; there wasn't anything in it to hold on to, just wide-open empty space.

Love is when you feel, like, oh, oh, my heart hurts," Alby said. "Or like when you see a dog and you feel like you have to touch its head." He looked at Greer. "Like the way Cory is touching your head now." Cory stopped the movement of his hand, just froze there in her hair.

I don't know if I love him. I'm stubborn about my love, stingy about it. It comes and goes at all the wrong times.

When you're in the sciences, when you know about things like neuronal biochemistry and the complex interplay between, say, hormones and emotion, you might imagine you have a deep understanding of the mind. 'Explain to me why I feel this way, think this way, dream this way, am this way.' But consider it: Would you really want to know?

You learned to run from what you feel, and that's why you have nightmares. To deny is to invite madness. To accept is to control.

Forgiveness and acceptance, I thought as we found a spot near the largest tree in the lobby. Although I'd been kidding with Georgia, I was pretty sure those were the keys to relationships. Everything else was just ego and hurt feelings.

I felt something swell in me then. It wasn't desparate, or triumphant, or any of the things I was used to feeling around men. This was quiet and thrilling, and new. It felt like it might spill out from me, and fill whole rooms. It felt like gladness.

Sometimes you say things because they make you feel better. Sometimes you say that because it makes me feel better. "I love you" stays locked behind my teeth because there is no way saying it aloud will make you feel anything but worse. I don't say it, because when you love someone, really love them, you don't want anything you do to ever hurt them.

Love is always real, even when it doesn't last.