Quotes About Emotion

Die Wahrheit wird nicht im Zorn gesprochen. Die Wahrheit, wenn sie denn gesprochen wird, wird im Geist der Liebe gesprochen.

The last time it switched the font to Comic Sans, and if that sticks I'm killing myself right here, right now.

I love you. You are my heart beating outside of my chest.

Non voglio innamorarmi di te» disse. «Non posso permettermelo e non lo farò.» «Non importa. Io ti amerò abbastanza per tutti e due» sussurrò Rhage affondando con forza dentro di lei, invadendola. Quasi tenebra

Lui trovò il suo viso a tastoni. Le passò le dita sulle guance e sul naso, fino alle labbra, guardandola con le mani, conoscendola con il cuore.

At least things fucking happen in those books, she thought: it's not just people lying in bed and thinking about their fucking feelings .

Maybe he does have a choice to make, but everything I feel, everything I know says absoloutely that choice will be you She speaks French and Italian. That bitch.

You have heard the expression 'love is blind' I think it's bullshit. Lust dazzles, sure, at least for the short term. But love clears the vision. You see better, sharper, because you feel more that you did before

If you tell me I'm sensible in addition to normal and wise, I'm going to punch you in the stomach.

I couldn't fall out of love with you if I fell all the way to hell.

What other thing, Eve? I love you. Sometimes it makes my stomach hurt, but I kind of like it. Tired now, come to bed. Love you.

You're almost as good as Peabody. He stopped at the door, grabbed her up in a steaming kiss. You can't get that from Peabody. I could if I wanted. But it made her grin as he uncoded the locks. But I like you better for sex.

How is he in bed? Gladiator or poet? - Hmmm... A poetic gladiator.

I'm sorry. It's Hard for me. I do love you, she said quietly. Sometimes it scares me because you're the first. And the only He held her there until he was sure he could speak, then eased her back, looked into her eyes You've chaged my life. Become my life. He touched his lips to hers, let the kiss deepen slowly, silkily. I need you

He loves me. You sound surprised. Nobody ever did. Not like this. It's easy to say, for some people. The words. But it's not just words with Roarke. He sees inside me, and it doesn't matter.

You saved me, Eve. He watched her blink in absolute shock. What you are, what I feel for you, what we are together saved me. He kept his eyes on hers as he kissed her.

Don't leave me again. God. God. Don't leave me again. I didn't Part of you did. He moved her back, and his eyes swarmed with emotion. Part of you left me, and I couldn't stand it.

Sometimes I just want to gobble you whole, eat you alive. You're so gorgeous. You're so beautiful.

Roarke cares very much for Beth and for me, and a few select others. But loves? I'm not sure he'd let himself risk quite that unstable an emotion.

The whole point of love is that it has no reason. It just is.

I don't like the idea of you shivering unless I cause it. Stay warm.

Was it ever . . ." She winced, wished she could muffle the need to ask. "Before, with anyone else—" "No." He touched his lips to her brow, her nose, the dip in her chin. "It was never, with no one else." Not for me, either." She simply breathed him in. "Put your hands on me. I want your hands on me." "I can do that." He did, tumbling with her to a spread of floor cushions while the sun died brilliantly in the ocean.

As always, just the sight of him gave her a quick inner jolt. His face was like a painting, a depiction in perfect oils of some fallen angel. The sheer beauty of it, framed by all that rich black hair, was forever a surprise to her.

I can't tell you how aroused it makes me when you quote codes, lieutenant.