Quotes About Emotion

I have always been free with my love - it is my nature. I am easily captivated by men and they have always been attracted to me.

Cruelty, very far from being a vice, is the first sentiment Nature injects in us all.

Nature, in giving tears to man, confessed that he Had a tender heart; this is our noblest quality.

Love is nature's LSD. You're going to see things that aren't really there.

I always wanted to do a story on the blues that not only reflected its nature and its content, but also alludes to the form itself…In short, a story that gives you the impression of the blues.

I do not know when it was, nor where it was, nor how young I may have been, but I can recall. . . a sudden feeling of happiness at hearing the voice of the pines.

A Warrior of Light needs love. Love and affection are part of his nature. He makes use of solitude, but is not used by it.

I'm just melancholy by nature, and a lot of that gets into my writing.

For it is the nature of people to love, then destroy, then love again that which they value most.

She was cold by nature, self-love predominating over passion; rather than being virtuous, she preferred to have her pleasures all to herself.

I really believe hatred is not a primal emotion, in that you can't find it in nature. It's basically some kind of distortion of fear.

It is impossible to meditate on time and the mystery of nature without an overwhelming emotion at the limitations of human intelligence.

Draw near to Nature. Then try like some first human being to say what you see and experience and love and lose.

I am not a nature poet. There is almost always a person in my poems.

The nature of bad news affects the teller.

When Sir Joshua Reynolds died All Nature was degraded; The King dropped a tear in the Queen's ear, And all his pictures faded.

Nature's lay idiot, I taught thee to love.

Sensibility is nature's celestial spring.

Love is ...not a fact in nature of which we become aware, but rather a creation of the human imagination.

We reveal something of our nature when we sing, something that can be disguised in our speaking voice.

Nature's tears are reason's merriment.

The nature of love is to kill for it, or to die.

How dear to my heart are the scenes of my childhood, When fond recollection recalls them to view; The orchard, the meadow, the deep-tangled wildwood, And every loved spot which my infancy knew.

Scenery is fine -but human nature is finer