Quotes About Emotion

Poetry is emotional in nature and theatrical in operation.

On me your voice falls as they say love should, Like an enormous yes. My Crescent City Is where your speech alone is understood

Alf then told John he must choose between going with Mummy or staying with Daddy. If you want to tear a small child in two, there is no better way.

After nourishment, shelter and companionship, stories are the thing we need most in the world.

I felt a little like saying 'Eeeeeeeeek!' myself, but seeing Myrtle so afraid reminded me that I was British, and must be brave.

Tears shed with real sincerity foster an instant and powerful connection with the Creator. In a sense, they are an especially powerful kind of prayer that expresses itself beyond the limits of language.

I never heard the old song of Percy and Douglas that I found not my heart moved more than with a trumpet.

Ring out your bells! Let mourning shows be spread!For Love is dead.

Anger, the Stoics said, was a short madness.

Ciertamente, el amor es la madre de la sabiduría, pero la pasión lo es de la estupidez.

If it means something, take it to heart. If it means nothing, it's nothing. Let it go.

You can smile when your heart is breaking because you're a woman.

If it means something, take it to heart. If it means nothing, it's nothing. Let it go.

He promised her that he would give her everything, everything she wanted, as men in love always do. And she trusted him despite herself, as women in love always do.

I can't sleep, I can't eat, I can't do anything but think about him. At night I dream of him, all day I wait to see him, and when I do see him my heart turns over and I think I will faint with desire.

I am too dark in my heart tonight.

An acceptable death is a death which can be accepted or tolerated by the survivors. It has its antithesis: 'the embarrassingly graceless dying,' which embarrasses the survivors because it causes too strong an emotion to burst forth; and emotions must be avoided both in the hospital and everywhere in society. One does not have the right to become emotional other than in private, that is to say, secretly.

I think I love him for this loneliness, that it's what pushed me toward him. I love his aloofness, his disengagement with the outside world. Such singularity moves me.

I know that Thomas consented to this single picture only because he knew (had decided) that it was our last moment together. He smiled so that I could take his smile with me.

He smiled so that I could take his smile with me.

Desire does not go out like a match, it extinguishes slowly as it burns into ash.

He groans, no longer able to contain it, a sound that he releases maybe without even realizing it himself; he moves me tremendously. As I've said, nothing in life moves me more than these moments of pure abandon, of self-oblivion.

Je sais que Thomas n'a consenti à cette unique photo que parce qu'il avait compris (décidé) que c'était notre dernier moment ensemble. Il sourit pour que j'emporte son sourire avec moi.

I'm in this state of one-way desire. I feel this desire swarming in my belly and running up my spine. But I have to constantly contain and compress it so that it doesn't betray me in front of others. Because I've already understood that desire is visible.