Quotes About Emotion

A mí nunca me amaron así, Richard, el amor siempre se me ha dado a medias»

Tal vez no hicieron nada que no hubieran hecho con otros, pero es muy distinto hacer el amor amando.

El único afrodisíaco verdaderamente infalible es el amor.

he came to see me whenever he needed to flee a disaster related to women or money. His presence was a typhoon that completely upset my well-regulated existence and the peace of mind that I felt in his absence.

Poetry is what stays in your head and isn't forgotten.

Paseando por los jardines de la memoria, descubro que mis recuerdos están asociados a los sentidos.

Incapaz de seguir cargando solo con la incertidumbre, el desaliento y los súbitos arranques de esperanza del amor callado, Miller finalmente le había confesado a Pedro Alarcón que estaba enamorado.

Non c'è niente di più pericoloso del demone della fantasia acquattato nell'animo femminile.

Isabel Allende

On one occasion, when I asked Juan Martín what he wanted for his birthday, he whispered in my ear, "For you to leave Dad for good." He'd have to ask me several more times.

No, pero quería hacer el amor amando, por el placer del cuerpo y la tranquilidad del espíritu.

El amor siempre se me ha dado a medias

En la tenue claridad de la luna cada uno adivinó el amor en los ojos del otro.

But do you know what I'm most grateful for? Love. That has marked me more than anything else.

A minha memoria move-se em circulos, espirais e saltos de trapezista.

no se fue con Pedro Tercero simplemente porque no le alcanzaba el amor

Al Califa de Bagdad ke hubiera gustado saber que las mujeres queremos amor antes que nada. Tenemos algo raro en el cerebro, una especie de tumor, que nos impulsa al amor. No podemos vivir sin amor. Por amor aguantamos a nuestros críos y a los hombres.

Tell Larry I'm not going to the reception, and that he can't count on me for anything for the rest of my life.

She was one of those people who are born for the greatness of a single love, for exaggerated hatred, for apocalyptic vengeance, and for the most sublime forms of heroism, but she was unable to shape her fate to the dimensions of her amorous vocation...

Who can define reality? Isn't everything subjective? If you & I witness the same event, we will recall it and recount it differently. ... Memory is conditioned by emotion, we remember better, and more fully, things that move us, such as the joy of a birth, the pleasure of a night of love, the pain of a loved one's death, the trauma of a wound. When we call up the past, we choose intense moments--good or bad--and omit the enormous gray area of daily life.

But beyond confusion and rage, the strongest feeling I remember having that night was frustrated desire, because I would never be able to satisfy my need to run my hands over Rosa's body, to penetrate her secrets, to release the green fountain of her hair and plunge into its deepest waters.

El matrimonio sin pasión es como la comida sin sal.

Me sentía segura de su amor, que para mí era tan natural como el agua de la lluvia.

He was glad to have her there and he wished he loved her.