Quotes About Emotion

All love is true, but not all truth ... is love?

Love for the Lord is not an ethereal, intellectual, dreamlike thing; it is the intensest, most vital, most passionate love of which the human heart is capable.

Love is an affair of credulity.

I hate, and yet must love the thing I hate.

Remembrance is a necessary expression of love, internally.

Never has grief been possessed, never has love been learned, and what removes us in death is not revealed.

Love is the ultimate, the end. You love for love's own sake. It is not a means to anything else, it is its own end.

Art for art's sake, and creation for creation's sake, and love for love's sake

There are a few things that can be done only by experiencing them. Love is one of them. There is no way to learn it; you have to do it. And by trial and error one learns.

Love is the bright foreigner, the foreign self.

If she doesn't really love you, then it's over. And if she does love you, then love will win out.

Honey, I don't care, I ain't in love with your hair, and if it all fell out I'd love you anyway.

I loved him for himself alone.

It's an awesome feeling being a father, because you never think you can fall in love with something so quickly. It was almost immediate.

Love is great, love is fine. Out the box, out of line. The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more.

You're alive because of love. You're made of love.

Tonight, we will both discover, how friends turn into lovers, when I make love to you.

Love is not a compromise. It's something like the rising of the sun,although you've seen it a thousand times, you can't explain it.

Rose:i love you Doctor:Quite right, and i guess if it's my last chance to say it... Rose Tyler... (the doctor fades, him in his TARDIS, with tear tracks and a tear running down his cheek)

I always liked a good love song and I dig being in love.

Love has no great influences upon the sum of life.

Love is not a volunteer thing.

As a kid, I loved being loved, and still do. Who doesn't love being loved?

O beauty, are you not enough; why am I crying after love.