Quotes About Sentiment

It was the past, the uncomplicated past seen far away at the end of the golden corridor of nostalgia

One of my oldest crusades is against the distinction between thought and feeling, which is really the basis of all anti-intellectual views: the heart and the head, thinking and feeling, fantasy and judgment . . . and I don't believe it's true. . . . I have the impression that thinking is a form of feeling and that feeling is a form of thinking.

La foto del amante escondida en la billetera de una mujer casada, el cartel fotográfico de una estrella de rock fijado sobre la cama de una adolescente, el retrato de propaganda del político prendido a la solapa del votante, las instantáneas de los hijos del taxista en la visera: todos los usos talismánicos de las fotografías expresan una actitud sentimental e implícitamente mágica; son tentativas de alcanzar o apropiarse de otra realidad.

The lover's photograph hidden in a married woman's wallet, the poster photograph of a rock star tacked up over an adolescent's bed, the campaign-button image of a politician's face pinned on a voter's coat, the snapshots of a cabdriver's children clipped to the visor--all such talismanic uses of photographs express a feeling both sentimental and implicitly magical: they are attempts to contact or lay claim to another reality.

I hate when people dismiss the loss of an object because "it's just a thing." Things are important. They give comfort, shelter, style, identity. The sum total of your things is a road map of your life. They show where you've been, what you accomplished, who you loved, who loved you back. They are an expression of who you are. You can learn a lot about a person by their things. Material things are not what's most important in life, of course!

Sometimes the true value of the piece is how much a person loves it.

Vintage books, old china, antiques; maybe I love old things so much because I feel impermanent myself.

If you want. It's not really your kind of thing," Perry said. "It's a snow globe. You know, a big old house and lots of Vermont snow. I thought it might remind you of me." "I don't need a snow globe to remind me of you," Nick said, which was probably the most romantic thing he had ever heard himself say. It made him blush.

I like you angry better than weepy.

I don't claim to have taste , but of my distaste I am very sure .

on June 20, 1837, the destiny of a nation wheeled, spun, and came to rest on the small frame of an eighteen-year-old girl. A girl who read Charles Dickens, worried about the welfare of Gypsies, adored animals, loved to sing opera, was fascinated with lion tamers, and hated insects and turtle soup; a girl who was bullied by those closest to her until her determination set like concrete; a girl whose heart was wound tight with cords of sentiment and stoicism.

Me gustaría que éste fuera el anillo de compromiso, pero si insistes en no querer casarte conmigo, al menos espero que nunca te lo quites del dedo y te acuerdes de mí siempre.

He looked down at the first entry. 2 MARCH1810 Today I fell in love. A tear welled up in his eye. "Me too, my love. Me too.

It wasn"t even desire. It was far more than that. It was love. Love. With a capital L and swirly script and hearts and flowers and whatever else the angels— and yes, all those annoying little cupids—wished to use for embellishment.

Do you really think anyone saves our programs from one year to the next?" Sarah asked. "My mother does," Daisy said. "So does mine," Sarah answered, "but it's not as if she pulls them out and compares them side by side." "My mother does," Daisy said again. "Dear God," Iris moaned.

I get really homesick inside.

Even now that I'm married and 28, my room's still intact the way it was when I went to high school.

Intellectuals are too sentimental for me.

When I hear an interview that I've done, and I've said 'like' a bunch of times, it just cheapens the sentiment.

By the way, is there anything sadder than toys on a grave?

I guess I'm a bit of a romantic.

Children lose interest in their parents when they are left. They are not sentimental. They are passionate and cold. [...] They learn to pretend. And pretense becomes the most active, the realest part, alluring as dreams. It takes place of what we think is real. - pg. 11-12

Sentiment does not amount to much, if it is not an inspiring force to lead to gentle and to generous deeds when there is need.

Cz?owiek miewa w ?yciu takie chwile, ?e lubi otacza? si? przedmiotami, które przypominaj? smutek.