Quotes About Emotion

A 'scream' is always just that - a noise and not music.

Rational argument can be conducted with some prospect of success only so long as the emotionality of a given situation does not exceed a certain critical degree. If the affective temperature rises above this level, the possibility of reason's having any effect ceases and its place is taken by slogans and chimerical wish fantasies. That is to say, a sort of collective possession results which rapidly develops into a psychic epidemic.

He could find his soul in desire itself, but not in the objects of desire.

The face tells us subtleties in feelings that only a poet can put into words.

Worry is the fear we manufacture—it is not authentic. If

Anger is a very seductive emotion because it is profoundly energizing and exhilarating.

Simply put, if you have some emotion within you that you don't know how to manage, you seal that emotion away and start trying to manage other people's versions of it.

Restricting the breath is a quick way of stopping an unpleasant, unwelcome feeling. The trouble is that it also stops your life energy in general.

Losing me will hurt; it will be the kind of pain that won't feel real at first, and when it does, it will take her breath away.

Please Mia," he implores. "Don't make me write a song.

Adam is crying and somewhere inside of me I am crying, too, because I'm feeling things at last. I'm feeling not just the physical pain, but all that I have lost, and it is profound and catastrophic and will leave a crater in me that nothing will ever fill.

There's a difference between losing something you knew you had and losing something you discovered you had. One is a disappointment. The other feels like losing a piece of yourself.

You dumb-ass," I crooned, kissing her on the forehead. "You don't share me. You own me.

I understood all that in my head, but I still didn"t believe it in my heart.

Loving someone is such an inherently dangerous act. And yet, love, that's where safety lives.

I want you to play me like a cello.

We kiss again. This next kiss is the kind that breaks open the sky. It steals my breath and gives it back. It shows me that every other kiss I've had in my life has been wrong.

The music is the void. And you're the reason why.

He looks at one of the pictures for a long time. Then he looks at me. "I'll keep you up here." He taps his temple. "Where you can't get lost.

I want to make her cry and then lick up the tears.

A thousand suns rise from my chest.

Who says I breathe music? Who says I even breathe?

I actually feel something in my chest open, a feeling so intense, it's like my heart's about to burst. And I just let it. I just let it out.

I remember watching it all and getting the tickling in my chest and thinking to myself: This is what happiness feels like.