Quotes About Emotion

Life without love isn't living and living without loving you haven't yet truthfully been alive!

He watched the aperture of the young women's lovely face close ever so slightly and felt a pang in his heart.

To me playing a violin requires passion, and passion requires a good back.

Sex, Sex, Sex, seems like that is everything nowadays, I'm not like that I need healthy stimulation to my mind, capture my mind and my heart will follow.

Words without a heartbeat are just great words

Words with a heartbeat is poetic

Passion, rather than logic, often drove public discourse.

Anybody else wanna pee their pants and cry for mommy?

She smiled for the first time, and he almost had to look away, as if something that nice didn't belong in such a glum and gray place, as if he had no right to look at her expression.

And you, Tommy" the boy said, lowering his voice. "You've got a lot of nerve coming here and asking me to leave with you. A lot of bloody nerve. The sight of you makes me sick

She paused. That's just my way of saying I would've killed you if you'd died.

Please, Tommy, Please.

And then they were kissing. Something exploded within his chest burning away the tension and confusion and fear. Burning away the hurt of seconds earlier. For a moment it felt like nothing mattered anymore. Like nothing would matter ever again.

It was her. It was Teresa.

Just don't plan on hugs every time I see you." "The feeling's mutual.

Thoughts of the girl crashed around his mind, made him remember the connection he felt. A sadness washed over him, as if he missed her, wanted to see her. That doesn't make sense, he thought. I don't even know her name.

The kid was his brother in every way but blood - without him, Thomas would've broken long ago.

Running away from her was the hardest thing he'd ever done, he had no doubt of it.

His friend Chuck, stabbed in the chest, bleeding, dying as Thomas held him.

Concern seemed to bleed his heart dry as they ran along.

it was like opening up that vast void within all over again. As if during the days since her disappearance a thick liquid had slowly seeped in and filled that chamber, only to have it all sucked out again when she came and went.

Ella sonrió por primera vez y él casi tuvo que desviar la mirada, como si no tuviera derecho de contemplar su expresión. Pensó que no podía ocurrir algo tan lindo en un lugar tan sombrío y gris.

Killing another human. It wasn't easy to accept.

Forgetting about you was the worst part." At first, Thomas thought it was another message in his head; he squeezed his fists against his ears.