Quotes About Emotion

Ebben? Ne andrò lontana" from Alfredo Catalani's La Wally

When it comes to love, everyone is a liar.

No man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.

Yes, there is some one I love, though he has not told me yet that he even loves me.

You yourself never loved; you never love! Yes, I too can love; you yourselves can tell it from the past. Is it not so?

Do not think that I am not sad, though I laugh.

Sweet it was in one sense, honey-sweet, and sent the same tingling through the nerves as her voice, but with a bitter underlying the sweet, a bitter offensiveness, as one smells in blood.

I passed to my room and went to be, and, strange to say, slept without dreaming. despair has it's own calms.

his open nostril quivered with intent.

and so, as you love me, and he loves me, and I love you with all the moods and tenses of the verb, I send you simply his 'love' instead.

I promise. and as I said it I felt that from that instant a door had been shut between us.

I have copied out the words on my typewriter, and none other need now hear your heart beat, as I did.

I rained every time I moved.

They looked at each other for a long moment, and in that moment, all was as it used to be. It was as if they had never parted. She did not offer to go into the Darkness with him, and he did not ask her.

Safe in his embrace, I wept for my lost Sanity.

Ela usava um vestido da cor das tempestades, das sombras e da chuva, e um colar de promessas quebradas e arrependimentos.

Mr Norrell smiled for the first time – but it was an inward sort of smile.

Strange smiled. Or rather he twisted something in his face and Sir Walter supposed that he was smiling. Sir Walter could not really recall what his smile had looked like before.

She had the sweetest way of saying my name and smiling at the same time, and every time she did so, my heart turned over.

The girl at her music sits in another sort of light,the fitful,overcast light of lie,by which we see ourselves and others only imprefectly, and seldom..-Girl,Interrupted

Something about the goat dancing made me want to cry.

I'm Ambivalent. In fact that's my new favorite word. Do you know what it means ? I don't care.

Made a stupid remark—why not kill myself? Missed the bus—better put an end to it all. Even the good got in there. I liked that movie—maybe I shouldn't kill myself.

Quando sei triste hai bisogno di sentire il tuo dolore fatto musica