Quotes About Feeling

This mizzle fits me like a sad jacket.

There is no reason for the sudden terror, the feeling of condemnation, except that circumstances all mirror the inner doubt, the inner fear.

I have all of the rightminded feeling about John That you consider appropriate. Only, that's not the language That I choose to be talking. I will not talk yours.

Do you feel the soul sucked from you, most elegant swordsman?

Yes. Yes, you are right. In the death of the body the nerve endings soon stop feeling. In the death of the will the heart doesn't stop its bleeding so quickly.

You know, sometimes, the first thing that comes to mind is the right thing, no matter how bizarre or improbable it seems," Clare said. "It could be your intuition was trying to tell you something.

I feel too much. It's like being drummed to death from within. You know?

Intuition is a funny thing. Sometimes it's a gut feeling, and you look around and just know something bad is about to happen. Other times, it's elusive, and later you find yourself looking back on certain events and wondering how in the world you missed all the signals.

and she would always love him, but deep down, they had nothing in common. She had to be honest.

That was bliss. Being cared for. Wanted. Feeling so necessary to someone's existence that there was no place for the loneliness inside her.

Never underestimate gut instinct.

I felt in complicity with the tendency of this country to absolute desolation.

Cuando llovía me entraba el agua hasta el alma

Vos no elegís la lluvia que te va a calar hasta los huesos cuando salís de un concierto.

Pobre amor el que de pensamiento se alimenta.

Sintió una especie de ternura rencorosa, algo tan contradictorio que debía ser la verdad misma.

And it is also the only reward for my work: to feel what I have written is like the back of a cat as it is being petted, with sparks and an arching in cadence. (page 402)

Qué es la cosidad? –dijo la Maga. –La cosidad es ese desagradable sentimiento de que allí donde termina nuestra presunción empieza nuestro castigo.

Ella debió creer que era la luz del sol la que me llenaba los ojos de lágrimas.

Imaginarla así hace tanto bien, Liliana durmiendo, Liliana al término del túnel negro, sintiendo confusamente que el hoy está cesando para volverse ayer, que esa luz en los visillos no será ya la misma que golpeaba en pleno pecho...

yo no puedo acercar los dedos a un libro, ceñir apenas el cono de luz de una lámpara, destapar la caja de música, sin que un sentimiento de ultraje y desafío me pase por los ojos como un bando de

El llanto medio u ordinario consiste en una contracción general del rostro y un sonido espasmódico acompañado de lágrimas y mocos, estos últimos al final, pues el llanto se acaba en el momento en que uno se suena enérgicamente.

But what is memory if not the language of feeling, a dictionary of faces and days and smells which repeat themselves like the verbs and adjectives in a speech, sneaking in behind the thing itself,into the pure present, making us sad or teaching us vicariously...

My heart is beating like it's lonely, like there's nothing else inside of me.