Quotes About Emotion

Love is a noun as well as a verb, a treacherous construct.

Is this love? The light looks different. Actually the shade looks different. I feel different. Everything is just so different I don't know where to begin...

The sweetest misery is that caused by love.

He swallowed hard and looked deep into my eyes so intensely, I tried hard not to look away. I didn't want him to see how mildly scared of him I was. I touched the hand in his lap and he answered.

I do love you. And I never gave you anything less than everything I had to give. - Jenna Baker

We were left with nothing because of a love like acid that ate its way through our entire family.

Sometimes Love can mean and addiction for hurt.

Falling in love is easy, letting that love go, is hard. But your heart will always have the right answer. You just have to listen to it and figure out what it's telling you

Love does not cost a thing, but it is priceless...

She has become someone that I am bound to forget her.

I know your eyes in the morning sunI feel you touch me in the pouring rainAnd the moment that you wander far from meI wanna feel you in my arms again

I fell, she laughed. I fell hard, she laughed harder. Seeing that I kept falling till I fell in love.

An attractive woman becomes beautiful when she's happy and in love.

Love is one of the strongest feelings one can ever have.

His gaze was so soft that she would like to wrap herself with it.

To fall in love is a legendry action that doesn't need any explanation.

I couldn't see anything beyond this. Beyond her. Beyond us. (Blaine)

One day we fall in love with the one who makes us live intensely and laugh hard and heavy. And as hard as we love them, their friend loves us back equally and we just can't be.

I'm so deeply in love with you it's hard to fathom. No words could provide quantifiable resonance or measure.

My first love was everything, all at once. The kind of love you fight for, the kind of boy you fight for.

You shattered the remainder of my heart, yet you expect me to be okay with it day after day.

They stood together in a false intimacy, a nervous contact. And he was in love with her.

Love is a contact sport you were born to win.

I stared back at him with something that, I realize now, was close to cellular recognition. In one glance, he recalled my father, my first boyfriend, my college love, my future.