Quotes About Expression

during her childhood Tita didn't distinguish between tears of laughter and tears of sorrow. For her, laughing was a form of crying.

Words travel as swiftly as desire, so it is possible to send a message of love without them.

She was passionate about knitting because it allowed her to reach a state of peacefulness, and she loved to embroider because it let her express her creativity. Both activities were liberating. They allowed her to exist outside of time.

durante su niñez Tita no diferenciaba bien las lágrimas de la risa de las del llanto. Para ella reír era una manera de llorar. De

Como vulgarmente se dice, se le ponía la piel de gallina cada vez que se rompía un huevo.

La experiencia lo hizo descubrir el gran poder que las palabras tenían para acercar o alejar a las personas, y que lo importante no era el idioma que se utilizara sino la intención que llevaba el comunicado.

Dicen que el sordo no oye, pero compone. Tal vez Nacha sólo escuchó las palabras que todos callaron.

podemos sacar provecho de los beneficios que nos brinda la ficción para sanar nuestras emociones, para escribir nuestra nueva historia con toda libertad

Lupita thought that people who didn't dance were selfish and lonely.

Love is a verb. One demonstrates one's love through one's actions. And a person can only feel loved when someone else shows their love with kisses, hugs, caresses, and gifts. A lover will always promote the physical and emotional well-being of the person he loves.

Tita was literally "like water for chocolate"-she was on the verge of boiling over.

Always performing who they are instead of being it

She heard pa shouting,Jiminy crickets!It's raining fish-hooks and hammer handles!

Was that what she meant? Why she cried? Because he was an animal afraid to leave its cage, no words to say what he thought, no thoughts but muddled mad stupid thoughts?

Poem after poem after poem is the heartbeat of the human race.

Black and white has more emotion.

I have always said that a picture book is a palace for a poem. I still believe that.

See, guys freak out. They hit critical mass and blast nuclear, white-hot anger out over the world like walking flamethrowers. But girls freak in. They absorb the pain and bitterness and keep right on sponging it up until they drown.

spoke through her teeth, another skill

Sex is like crying, it does look pretty if you really do it

When you apologize, try not to smile at the same time. It ruins the effect

mi crollò in grembo, costringendomi a tenerlo tra le braccia mentre piangeva, squassato da spasmi e singhiozzi, come se fosse letteralmente straziato e squartato dal dolore, eppure in silenzio, senza un grido, senza un gemito, quasi che gli fosse stato insegnato a non attirare troppo l'attenzione sulla propria sofferenza. Se fai troppo rumore, vengono a cercarti per scoprire perché piangi.

I enjoy my anger, it's the only hobby I have.

His eyes widened just a bit, his lips flexed. I realized he was trying not to laugh. I hate it when people find my threats amusing.