Quotes About Emotion

I'd never known it was possible to love as he did— with complete devotion yet devoid of promises.

Love didn't necessarily look the way you expected it to.

She cared about him too much, and he was a dangerous person to love. He wouldn't love her back.

Love was action. It came to you. It was not a choice.

What's interesting about songs where the writer is genuinely in love with words is that it's easy to read the lyrics like a poem.

You can hate a person with your whole body, but love is a stubborn thing, it clings on in your heart.

We shall live even in this state of living death, we shall love, we shall feel, we shall defy all who would judge and destroy us.

Oh, but when love is reached through suffering, it has a power it can never gain through innocence.

I love having the photograph in my hand. I love looking at the photograph. I love looking at a box of photographs. I just love the still photograph.

If the heart is unobstructed, the result is love.

The stage is my first love.

No philosopher was ever apathetic. If there is no love, it is not philosophy.

Id love to get my teeth into Shakespeare.

Love, like reputation, once fled, never returns more.

I do love the idea that something can make you forget that you're listening and just transport you to somewhere else in your head.

You can have all the agents and publicists in the world but no one's ever going to give you 110 per cent like someone who loves you.

Love- however doomed, had the capacity to attach bouys to the soul.

But love is an emotional thing, and whatever is emotional is opposed to that true cold reason which I place above all things.

Love, indeed, lends a precious seeing to the eye, and hearing to the ear: all sights and sounds are glorified by the light of its presence.

My love was alive, not because I was loved, but because I myself loved!

I have laid sorrow to sleep;Love sleeps.She who oft made me weepNow weeps.

I could do without many things with no hardship-you are not one of them.

Hatred is love frustrated.

It always boils down to the same thing - not only receiving love, but desperately needing to give it.