Quotes About Emotion

On the day their eyes met and finally said abruptly to each of them those first obscure ineffable things that the glance stammers out...

Patsy McDonald had the artificial brightness and dead eyes that go hand in hand with prescription antidepressants. They

The name hung between them like a motionless pendulum, waiting for a push to set it in motion.

The habit of loving is definitely one to be cultivated.

Only later we learned that by fainting Peter was protecting himself from the awareness of his wish that the mother of his early childhood would die.

Tragedy is not deep and sharp if it can be shared with friend.

It was at this point that he realized that he felt no fear and that life had no value for him.

I've realized now that hope almost never goes together with reason. It's something quite irrational and instinctive.

There was something terrible, but also something sad and melancholy in this long cry uttered by the Russian infantry as they staged an attack. As it crossed the cold water, it lost its fervour. Instead of valour or gallantry, you could hear the sadness of a soul parting with everything that it loved, calling on its nearest and dearest to wake up, to lift their head from their pillows and hear for the last time the voice of a father, a husband, a son or a brother...

Several times a day Viktor passed his hand over his chest, over the jacket pocket where he kept it. Once, when the pain seemed unbearable, he thought, "If I hide it away somewhere, I might slowly start to calm down. As things are, this letter's like an open grave." But he knew that he would sooner destroy himself than part with this letter that had, by some miracle, managed to find its way to him.

love being like a lump of coal: hot, it burns you; cold, it makes you dirty.

My darling, my dying, my light, my sight, my night my whole day long.

Love disarms our emotional defenses; it makes us vulnerable to the other...in suspending our emotional defenses, love exposes our sympathy to the needs of the other.

So sweet and delicious do I become, when I am in bed with a man who, I sense, loves and enjoys me, that the pleasure I bring excels all delight, so the knot of love, however tight it seemed before, is tied tighter still.

Podéis creerlo? La tumba tiene más poder que los ojos de la amada.

Los verdaderos poemas son incendios.

Un poema sólo es tal cuando existe en lo habitual. Desde el momento en que un poema se convierte en algo habitual, no emociona, no maravilla, no inquieta más, y deja, por lo tanto, de ser un poema, pues inquietar, maravillar, emocionar nuestras raíces es lo propio de la poesía.

The choice was whether to be sad and foolish or sad and reasonable.

Neva ought to smile more. It breaks her anxiety into tiny pieces of joy you want to gather up and hand back to her in your palms, as if to say, "See what you can make when you loose the reins.

EmoÈ›ia care se arat? a fi suferin??, înceteaz? s? ne mai afecteze de îndat? ce ne form?m o imagine clar? È™i precis? asupra ei.

Love goes very far beyond the physical person of the beloved.

Life's great happiness is to be convinced we are loved.

Melancholy is the happiness of being sad.

Love is the foolishness of men, and the wisdom of God.