Quotes About Emotion

I knew if I started touching you I wouldn't be able to stop.

An adamant silence overcomes you when cross paths with the person that kisses your heart the second that you meet them. It balances on the edge of an indefinable unknown, unconsciously desired.

I feel alive when you kiss me.

And do I still have that look?" he asked."Yes just there, " she kissed his eye. "The desire to love me is still there. If you look closely you can see mine for you, my tears never washed it away.

Love is the biggest mystery of the universe. But why try to solve it, when one simply view it for what it is and marvel at the wonders and strangeness it brings?

Love is hope and expectation. If many want to pencil it in, some don't dare to ink it in, because love also means mystery and enigma. ( " Love as dizzy as a cathedral")

Mystery of love is like digging water: everything closes. (Mystère de l'amour est comme - Creuser l'eau : tout se referme)

Alice will always be a beautiful mystery. It is one I am content not to solve.I can love her now in her lovely darkness." -Amalia Milthorpe

For all its accolades and celebrated recognition as sound guidance, I have personally noticed that sometimes, 'follow your heart, ' is really bad advice.

I have been hurt so bad but I still love so hard, I admire my heart for that.

I look into his sorrowless eyes and a door in my heart blows open. And when we kiss, i see that on the other side of that door is sky.

I met an Invalid, and fell for his art. He showed me his smile, and went straight for my heart.

Orange?" He seems unconvinced."Not bright orange. But soft. Like the sunset, " I say. "At least, that's what you told me once.

I was just existing, but he made me want to live.

When you think of somebody all the time it means one of two things - either you hate their guts or you like them a lot.

How can you fall in love at first sight when you can't even see?

His presence fogged my mind, warmed my blood, kept the darkness at bay – maybe because he was the darkness itself.

Turned out, monsters were capable of love after all. But it didn't mean they should.

Love is the universal language.

I write because I love. I love because I write.

Write out of love. Your piece will finish itself.

I write about romance and passion to savour love twice, in the moment and in retrospect.

I write romance and passion to savour love twice, in the moment and in retrospect.

Falling in love with a writer is a dangerous thing, isn't it? The only thing you get out of it sometimes is immortality.