Quotes About Feelings

Lizzie,' he said. It was only my name, but in it was all these different emotions at aonce. A prism in a word.

As we grow, we learn to overcome the tendency to run and hide from ourselves and our feelings. When we feel trapped or pressured, it takes great spiritual and emotional strength to be honest.

As psychoanalysis has made so clear, human beings move through life dictated to by a mess of conscious and unconscious memories, acts and feelings. The language of art is a reflection of this: it's one of slippages, ambiguities and contradictions that are communicated via images, which are, by their very nature, indeterminate.

It seems like everyone I know has very strong feelings about which boy is the best fit for Katniss, but also because the books themselves contain a commentary on the way audiences latch onto romance, even (and maybe especially) when lives are at stake.

I was supposed to have an edge. But sharp-edged girls had feelings, too.

Tommy was . . . exciting." It took her a moment to decide on the word. "He was motion and emotion. He never stopped moving, never stopped feeling. He was stubborn and loyal and never once thought about the consequences of anything he did.

That was the first time I'd said that last bit out loud. Toby Hawthorne loved my mother. She loved him. It had been an epic, seaside kind of love. Literally. Just knowing that made me feel like I'd been lying to myself every time I'd pretended that I didn't have feelings, that things didn't have to be messy.

You should be ashamed of yourself," Mrs. Laughlin said fiercely. "Playing with an old woman's feelings like that. And dragging the boys into whatever you were doing in Toby's wing? It's cruel is what it is.

Would you have hated me until you loved me?

All I know is what I wonder: Which of my feelings are real? Which of the mes is me? There is only one me I've ever really liked, and he was good and awake as long as he could be.

You made me feel gold,flowing too.I love you.Ultraviolet Remarkey-able.

I walk through the black Indiana night, under a ceiling of stars, and think about the phrase "elegance and euphoria," and how it describes exactly what I feel with Violet.

Her eyes are warm, but her mouth is sad.

I try to concentrate on the words, on the melody, but then she starts searching through songs, and this feels like my brain—fragments of words, fragments of melodies, fragments of moments, fragments of things.

I love the thrill of impending, weightless doom, so I built something to give me those feelings all the time...I like the idea of something that can give you those feelings all the time. I want something like that, and then I look at Violet and think: There she is.

Sometimes you got to just feel, especially when it comes to music. Notes, scales, they just get in the way.

Be careful with that heart of yours

Tears do not burn except in solitude.

Quand Hélène revint […] elle pensait que jamais ils ne s'étaient moins aimés que ce jour-là.

Sé por instinto que su reserva procede de una aversión a las exhibiciones extravagantes de los sentimientos..., a las manifestaciones de mutua amabilidad. Amará y odiará con igual secreto y considerará una impertinencia ser, a su vez, amado u odiado.

He'll love and hate equally under cover, and esteem it a species of impertinence to loved or hated again.

I 'never told my love' vocally; still, if looks have language, the merest idiot might have guessed I was over head and ears;

In secret pleasure — secret tears This changeful life has slipped away

If he loved you with all the power of his soul for a whole lifetime, he couldn't love you as much as I do in a single day.