Quotes About Emotion

I was in love.

a part of you, Kitten, he said. And you're a part of me. I'm always going to be there. Always going to be in your heart. You don't have to let go of me just to get closer to her. Love makes us stronger, bigger. The heart expands with love. There isn't a finite amount.

sometimes if you start to smile, your body catches up and you start to feel happy.

How could I have ever loved Peg? I love you." And too late, he realized that the words he had just spoken were the truth. He closed his eyes, holding her even more tightly, allowing himself to finally realize and identify his feelings. He was stunned by their enormity, their intensity, their power. ~Sean O'Neill

And he stood so closely behind her that she felt his breath feather her neck. Blanche leaped away, putting a polite distance between them, her heart suddenly thundering in her chest. His body hadn't touched hers, but it might as well have, for she had felt his heat.

I've always believed you can't predict love. You can't qualify or quantify it. Can't dissect it. Love hits you like a truck or the flu, coming up from out of nowhere to knock you to your knees. Love burns you up alive.

Would I dance with you? Both forever and rather die. / It would be like dying, yes. Yes I would.

A great musician once told me that one should never play a single note without hearing it, feeling that it is true, thinking it beautiful.

Vulnerability sounds like truth and feels like courage.

I have been seized by the power of a great affection.

In every encounter we either give life or we drain it. There is no neutral exchange.

Shame--what happened when my mother, the dragon, huffed and puffed and blew my self down.

Much of my callousness and invulnerability has come from my refusal to mourn the loss of a soft word and a tender embrace.) Blessed are those who weep and mourn.

Words without poetry lack passion; words without passion lack persuasion; words without persuasion lack power.

Christ's anger is the storm-front of His love.

I laugh maniacally, then take a deep breath and touch my chest- expecting a heart to be thumping quickly, impatiently, but there's nothing there, not even a beat.

I only had sex with her because I'm in love with you.

The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched; they must be felt with the heart.

Perhaps emotion, when it is tightly disciplined, turns into worry.

I've read that madness is present when everything you see and hear takes on an equal significance. A dead bird makes you cry, and so does a doorknob.

O that I were your lover for a month or two, he murmured, I would make that pretty heart's blood of yours ache in a fortnight.

Estrella realized words could become as excruciating as rusted nails piercing the heels of her bare feet.

I'm doing what I've always done. Loving you and hoping you'll be brave enough to love me back.

She was not taking up that subject with Ted. Not when she'd spent part of the time fighting a fantasy about hitting the sheets and the other part thinking about strangling him with them.