Quotes About Emotion

What is laughter… but somehow the cabaletta to grief?

Art should be independent of all claptrap—should stand alone, and appeal to the artistic sense of eye or ear, without confounding this with emotions entirely foreign to it, as devotion, pity, love, patriotism, and the like. All these have no kind of concern with it.

When you're five years old, trust is another name for love.

You looove me. (holds out arms) You love me this much.

We caught up with Bigs at the base of the hill. He was watching the sledders race down the slope. His eyes looked moist. I was worried the big lug might burst into tears. Either that, or rip a tree out of the ground.

cuando respondemos de modo visceral a un asunto, es tentador suponer que simplemente sabemos lo que debe ser la verdad, sin siquiera tener que considerar los argumentos opuestos.

Jake,' zei de vrouw... 'Mam...

Again, now, now, again Plashes the rain in heavy gouts, The crinkled lightning Seems ever brightening... And loud and long Again the thunder shouts His battle-song,— One quivering flash, One wildering crash, Followed by silence dead and dull, As if the cloud, let go, Leapt bodily below To whelm the earth in one mad overthrow, And then a total lull...

Sentiment is intellectualized emotion; emotion precipitated, as it were, in pretty crystals by the fancy.

Things always seem fairer when we look back at them, and it is out of that inaccessible tower of the past that Longing leans and beckons.

memory will cut you off at the knees if you let it.

Sometimes you are aware when your great moments are happening, and sometimes they rise from the past. Perhaps it's the same with people.

It was love, the furnace into which everything was dropped.

Bad science, maybe… but personally gratifying.

If letters had eyebrows, these would be arched.

As sung by Schipa, 'Che farò senza Euridice' is indeed the grief-stricken piece that Gluck intended. The true measure of its success lies in the word-note-tone relationship, where the art and idiom of the singer is added to the art of the composer in order to ensure the effective portrayal of human emotion.

But the law of life is change; nothing continues in the same way for any length of time; happiness must become unhappiness, and will be succeeded again by the joy it had displaced. The past also must be reckoned with; it is seldom as far behind us as we could wish: it is more often in front, blocking the way, and the future trips over it just when we think that the road is clear and joy our own.

His absence has only made him more present.

At the docking ring, before the group separated, Picard went to Sisko and the two men shook hands solemnly. "I'm sorry that this is what has brought us together after so many years," he began. "What there is between you and I… I would have liked the opportunity to know you better.

He was sad because he had grown up, and because the years passed like a river that no man could stop.

almost exquisite, the slight madness

Music is like a huge release of tension.

I believe 100 percent in the power and importance of music.

Performing is a profound experience, at least for me.