Quotes About Emotion

Insofar as I liked doing things by myself, it was partly for the pleasure of telling her about them afterwards.

And first love always happens in the overwhelming first person. How can it not? Also, in the overwhelming present tense. It takes us time to realise that there are other persons, and other tenses.

Opera cuts to the chase—as death does. An art which seeks, more obviously than any other form, to break your heart.

Every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artist, not the sitter. The sitter is merely the accident, the occasion. It is not he who is revealed by the painter; it is rather the painter who, on coloured canvas, reveals himself.

Nós sabíamos por nossas leituras dos grandes livros que Amor envolvia Sofrimento, e teríamos de bom grado praticado o Sofrimento se houvesse uma promessa implícita, talvez até lógica, de que o Amor poderia estar a caminho.

You like this stuff?' she asked neutrally. 'Good to dance to,' I replied, a little defensively. 'Do you dance to it? Here? In your room? By yourself?' 'No, not really.' Though of course I did.

everyone has their love story. Even if it was a fiasco, even if it fizzled out, never got going, had all been in the mind to begin with: that didn't make it any the less real. And it was the only story

But it's still the eyes we look at, isn't it? That's where we found the other person, and find them still.

the novel has almost as many forms as there are forms of love and sex.

First love fixes a life for ever: this much I have discovered over the years.

So now, contended indifference before Middlesbrough against Slovan Bratislava coexisted with a craving for an art in which violent, overwhelming, hysterical and destructive emotion was the norm.

Ragana, pagalvojau. Jeigu pasaulyje yra moteris, kuri? gali ?simyl?ti ir vis tiek manyti, kad gyvenimo verta atsisakyti, tai toji moteris yra Veronika.

Man's love is of man's life a thing apart / 'Tis woman's whole existence.

In my opinion, every love, happy or unhappy, is a real disaster once you give yourself over to it entirely.

El amor es elástico. No te limita.

Early on, she had told him, tenderly, that she had been attracted to him because he was pure and open. But if this didn't make her love him as much as he loved her, then he wished it were otherwise. Not that he felt pure and open. They sounded like words designed to keep him in a box

El amor, por su propia naturaleza, era perturbador, cataclísmico; y, si no, no era amor.

Goethe, than whom few of us can hope to live a fuller or more interesting life, stated on his deathbed – he was eighty-two at the time – that he had only ever felt happiness in his life for one quarter of an hour.

Belki de her türlü ortak motifi ortadan kald?ran keder daha da fazlas?n? ortadan kald?r?yor: ortak motiflerin var olduÄŸuna olan inanc?.

Who can control how much they love? If you can control it, then it isn't love. I don't know what you call it instead, but it isn't love.

once, they had their love story. Everyone does. It's the only story.

Vivimos como si la memoria fuese una consigna de equipajes bien construida y atendida por un personal eficiente.

So now, contented indifference before Middlesbrough against Slovan Bratislava coexisted with a craving for an art in which violent, overwhelming, hysterical and destructive emotion was the norm; an art which seeks, more obviously than any other form, to break your heart. Here was my new social realism.

If we had the choice, then there would be a question. But we don't, so there isn't. Who can control how much they love? If you can control it, then it isn't love. I don't know what you call it instead, but it isn't love.