Quotes About Emotion

Oh my God! I'm crushing an angel. Let me up!

Emotion without reason lets people walk all over you; reason without emotion is a mask for cruelty.

You have the power to tear me to pieces, to wound me so deep and true that I'll never recover. What Rissa's death did to the boy I was? You have the ability to do a thousand times worse to the man I've become.

For me it is not a detachment to take a picture. It's a way of touching somebody—it's a caress, I think that you can actually give people access to their own soul.

Beauty ensnares hearts, captures minds, and stirs up emotional wildfires.

Eejits can feel pain, mi patron, otherwise I couldn't train them. I don't think they suffer in the same way we do. To suffer implies emotion, and eejits don't have that

He refused to think about her, or when he did, he quickly thought of something else to drive her image from his mind. After a while he forgot what she looked like, except in dreams.

Turn, turn, Jack willed the boy... Thorgil, thought Jack. He missed her - oh, heavens, how he had missed her! - and yet he hadn't been aware of it till now.

Matt had to swallow hard to keep tears from forming. Fidelito had called him brother!

this kind of story intrinsically satisfying.

I didn't know I was in love with her. I only knew that the chapel vibrated when she walked in, and my stomach lurched when she knelt soundlessly behind me. I longed for her touch.

It's a funny thing that people are always quite ready to admit it if they've no talent for drawing or music, whereas everyone imagines that they themselves are capable of true love, which is a talent like any other, only far more rare.

It's a funny thing that people are always quite ready to admit if they've no talent for drawing or music, whereas everyone imagines that they themselves are capable of true love, which is a talent like any other, only far more rare.

temblorosa de frío y de verdad, como una madre (de Solaris)

Good writing is where precision meets passion.

I watched him until he disappeared between the forest trees—watched after him almost as if I knew that, through no fault of his own, I would not converse with him again for a long time.

Wait." The word shot out of me, perilous. And still I could not look at him, for the tears I held back were more dangerous still. I stooped and plucked a violet from the grass, purple blossom and heart-shaped leaves and all. He had once said that my eyes were like violets at midnight, darkest green, darkest poryphry. I offered to him the little rag of a flower and whispered, "A knight needs a token." My voice trembled only a little.

Bless Thomas, he understood at once; he smiled. I will never forget that smile, brave and warm an innocent and—No. I must not see the rest. Must not see the yearning, the longing, the desire.

When you first fall in love, it's supposed to be awful. Awful, uncertain, scary, wonderful, confusing, all at once. That's how you know it's real. You have to care deeply. Passionately. That hurts.

Leo and Soledad simultaneously gave out a sort of half laugh, half snort. It was loud, and it was relieved, and it broke the tension and caused Pierre to bark again, indignantly. All of which meant that neither of them heard it when Zach turned to Lucy in that same second and whispered: There's something else you need to know. I'm not just your friend. I am completely in love with you.

Music links us humans, heart to heart...Across time and space, and life and death.

Memory, both individual and collective, turns out to be the greatest shock absorber of all.

I wanted to rub handprints through his dust

Oh, how I'd enjoyed all that sweet crisp righteous anger, my favorite drug: I'd nearly ridden the high straight into murder.