Quotes About Emotion

Like a girl, a baby running after her mother, begging to be picked up, and she tugs on her skirts, holding her back as she tries to hurry off—all tears, fawning up at her, till she takes her in her arms… That's how you look, Patroclus, streaming live tears.

Her heart raced with joy to sleep with War

Grief wrapped around her, eating at her heart. The house was full of chairs but she could not bear to sit upright.

I have endured what no one on earth has ever done before—I put to my lips the hands of the man who killed my son.

They burst into cries, wailing, streaming live tears that gained us nothing —what good can come of grief?

rolling eye balls

Tell me about a complicated man.

Your arrows for my tears.

You fill my heart with a pain for which i find no cure

I truly believe that the death of my mother has made me the way I am today. I am a survivor, mentally strong, determined, stronwilled, self-reliant, and independent. I also keep most of my pain, anger and feelings inside. I refuse to be vulnerable to anyone, especially my husband. The only people who see that more emotional or softer side are my children. That too because of my mother.

He sighed, and retired, but with eyes fixed on the gate, until Matilda, closing it, put an end to an interview, in which the hearts of both had drunk so deeply of a passion, which both now tasted for the first time.

The hearts of both had drunk so deeply of a passion which both now tasted for the first time.

La atmósfera es siempre el elemento más importante, por cuanto el criterio final de autenticidad de un texto no reside en su argumento, sino en la creación de un estado de ánimo determinado.

My eyes have seen these acts so foreign to human nature, and now I tremble as I write...

You stupid piece of warm bacon.

All of you, all who are present--consider me worthy of pity, do you not? Good God! When I think of what I was on the point of doing, I consider that I am to be envied.

It was one of those fine little love stories that can make you smile in your sleep at night.

Turn the goddam music up! My heart feels like an alligator!

Why did she have to happen? Just when I was doing so good without her.

Freud Wept, God cried, Even the Devil was Shamed

You don't belong to her and she doesn't belong to you, but you're both part of each other; if she got up and left now and walked away and you never saw each other again for the rest of your lives, and you lived an ordinary waking life for another fifty years, even so on your deathbed you would know she was part of you.

It never ceased to amaze him how quickly a small child's face could turn from peach to beetroot.

Shame, I do believe, is the most powerful emotion known to man; most discoveries and journeys of importance have been accomplished because of the ignominy that would be the result if the attempt was abandoned.

You become the weather you live in.