Quotes About Catharsis

And when my heart is beating too rapidly in the dark, I will go downstairs in a robe, open it up to a blank page, and try to settle on the blue lines whatever it is that seems to be the matter.

I suppose a cry does us all good at times—clears the air as other rain does.

God, it was good to let go, let the tight mask fall off, and the bewildered, chaotic fragments pour out. It was the purge, the catharsis.

But writing poems and letters doesn't seem to do much good.

I buried my face in the pink velvet facade of Jay Cee's love-seat and with immense relief the salt tears and miserable noises that had been prowling around in me all morning burst out into the room.

La furia blocca l'esofago e sparge veleno, ma appena mi metto a scrivere svanisce, scorre via sotto forma di caratteri: scrittura come terapia?

I'm sorry, I didn't mean-- To speak of it? asked the K'mir. Diane nodded. You have to, just to bleed off the poison from the memory.

I would like to confess things to her, to throw myself in her lap, to open the cage of my chest and show her the bones.

To give vent now and then to his feelings, whether of pleasure or discontent, is a great ease to a man's heart.

I read your secrets to escape from my own.

A book must be the axe for the frozen sea within us.

But there comes a time, even in the life of an idle genius, when he has to go to the window and vomit up the excess baggage.

The tears were streaming down his face. He made no effort to brush them away. He just let everything gush forth. Jesus, I thought to myself, that's fine to have a release like that. Fine to be a complete coward at least once in your life. To let go that way.

Just scream! You vent, and the body just feels good after a good old yell.

I am not a person who yells at all, but I realized that I have always felt so good after doing the Tarzan yell, after doing Charo, or screaming as Eunice.

One thing I've learned about death threats is that they're great, actually. You should actually be grateful for death threats because those who are taking the time to threaten you that way are getting it out of their system. That's really what they rant to do, yell at you, and they want to threaten you.

I can be bolder on the page, as a character. I can gnash my teeth, I can scream and yell, in a way that I'm perhaps too timid to do in real life.

Instead of yelling and screaming or losing myself all the time, I release everything in my music, and that's kind of how I expel my demons, as you would say.

Acting can be an amazingly cathartic thing - especially for young girls.

I don't keep a journal anymore. I did when I was younger, and I think its good for young girls to try and express what they are feeling on paper; it's cathartic.

Characters who experience great trauma will sometimes create an escape.

I probably shouldn't treat interviews as therapy sessions, but I don't keep a diary, so these end up being my way of keeping track of where I'm at and letting it all out.

There's a catharsis in cutting down trees. But there's absolutely none of that in picking cotton. It's maddening! It's fiddly, and it pricks your fingers, and it's something that's a very hard skill if you have no alacrity for it.

Crying cleanses the soul.