Quotes About Emotion

Whatever our DNA, it's living and being that makes us. We have to love, I think - as forthy as that sounds - we have to love to be fully alive, fully human.

dirge swelled, then without warning, he turned his head

Some men can love with their heart, but their body wants more, and their mind allows this by believing it doesn't matter. Or count. Or hurts no one. The mind lies.

turbulent eyes. "I didn't realize.

A strong woman's tears can cut a man to ribbons faster than a knife.

She covered her hands with her face

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

You make romance a dangerous business.

Don't make me feel like you don't need me. ~ Mavis

The heart and the brain don't always mesh, do they? I know your heart, darling Eve, but your brain still has some mysterious corners.

There's no rule to that, Eve. It's just love.

It remained an amazement, her personal miracle, that he loved her.

That was our first time together. Interesting, an interesting experience, but not earth-shaking. But then, I never expected it to be earth-shaking, not with him. What I was determined to avoid was emotional entanglement. A passing fling was one thing, an affair of the heart quite another. Of myself I was fairly sure. I was not about to lose my heart to a man about whom I knew next to nothing.

And anyway, I suspect he secretly liked it when a woman was cold and distant

To thinking, cogitation, I oppose fullness, embodiedness, the sensation of being – not a consciousness of yourself as a kind of ghostly reasoning machine thinking thoughts, but on the contrary the sensation – a heavily affective sensation – of being a body with limbs that have extension in space, of being alive to the world.

I do believe that people can only be in love with one landscape in their lifetime. One can appreciate and enjoy many geographies, but there is only one that one feels in one's bones.

Truth is not spoken in anger.Truth is spoken, if it ever comes to be spoken, in love.

A fool in love is laughed at but in the end always forgiven

Photographs is not the same as just name, is more living. Otherwise, why save photographs? (Marijana to Mr Rayment)

Can he find it in his heart to love this plain, ordinary woman? Can he love her enough to write a music for her? If he cannot, what is left for him?

poetry takes you either now or never. A flash of discovery and a flash of answers. Like the lighting. Like the falling in love.

On the peak of passion, there's no place for doubts.

Arroyo hace una pausa y lo mira con suma atención–. Ha ocurrido algo, Simón, y algo no es lo mismo que nada. Cuando sienta que la amargura lo invade, recuérdelo.

we also first beheld Unveiled the summit of Mont Blanc, and grieved To have a soulless image on the eye That had usurped upon a living thought That never more could be.