Quotes About Feelings

There is nothing peculiarly Christian about moods of exaltation and triumph, or passing feelings of one sort or another; these kinds of changes happen just about every time one goes to a movie (156).

Pike jogged back across Mulholland, and found Rose Platt squatting beside Rainey. He tried to understand what he felt about her, but he mostly felt nothing. Rose stood when she saw him, and Pike slowed to a walk. She still had the eyes. Smart, and complicated, and completely alive. Maybe that's what drew him to her. The life in her eyes. She

You've got to love what's lovable, and hate what's hateable. It takes brains to see the difference.

You cannot repress anger or love, or avoid feeling them, and you should not try.

The most important of these skills, and power's crucial foundation, is the ability to master your emotions. An emotional response to a situation is the single greatest barrier to power, a mistake that will cost you a lot more than any temporary satisfaction you might gain by expressing your feelings.

skill and competence are far more important than friendly feelings.

Most of us live in a semi-somnambulistic state: we do our daily tasks and the days fly by. The two exceptions to this are childhood and those moments when we are in love. In both cases, our emotions are more engaged, more open and active. And we equate feeling emotional with feeling more alive.

We have a continual desire to communicate our feelings and yet at the same time the need to conceal them for proper social functioning.

Write poetry as if you were in love. If you are always in love you will not always write the same poem, but if you are never in love, you may. - from My Olivetti Speaks

I now know that some people feel unhappiness the way others love: privately, intensely, and without recourse.

You say you felt a presence, but I only sensed an absence. A vague pain without a source. I was like a patient who cannot tell the doctor where it hurts, only that it does.

And I wrote you. Volumes. Volumes.

A sudden happiness catches me unawares. I feel it trickling into me, and my eyes go liquid with gratitude and hope.

I know now that some people feel unhappiness the way others love: privately, intensely, and without recourse.

Sorrow ought to be private, she thinks, not flaunted.

?tiu acum c? unii oameni simt nefericirea în acelaÈ™i mod în care alÈ›ii iubesc: în tain?, intens È™i f?r? posibilitatea vreunui remediu.

Oh the gladness of her gladness when she's glad, And the sadness of her sadness when she's sad; But the gladness of her gladness, And the sadness of her sadness, Are as nothing, Charles, To the badness of her badness when she is bad.

Just because I don't wear my heart on my sleeve—" "You don't even wear your heart in your chest

Ivy had loved him, too—deeper, on a gut level, with the strength of the past, not like my new love, based on the idea of a future.

She was the most private person I knew, not even telling herself what her feelings were until she found a logical reason to justify them.

Something in me hardened, and the last of my feelings for Nick died.

I want to love someone. I think I might already.

if you program a purpose into a computer program, does that constitute its will? Does it have free will, if a programmer programmed its purpose? Is that programming any different from the way we are programmed by our genes and brains? Is a programmed will a servile will? Is human will a servile will? And is not the servile will the home and source of all feelings of defilement, infection, transgression, and rage?

Bold didn't know what he felt, it changed minute by minute.