Quotes About Emotion

She had gone to him then, taken him in her arms and held him until he could breathe again. To her, it had been second nature, caring for him when he was hurting. But now she saw what she had never dared to see before: this love of hers was one-sided. She was the one who took care; he was the one who took.

You're afraid of love, but you've got so much of it to give.

Her love for him was the clearest, cleanest, strongest emotion she'd ever felt. It was like opening your eyes or growing up, realizing that you had it in you to love like this. Forever. For all time. Or for all the time you had.

She wanted to say "Don't leave me," but she couldn't do it, not again. She was so tired of begging people to love her. Besides

If she opened her mouth she might start screaming. Or if she looked at him she might cry, might demand to know how it was that children could be shot in the dark for nothing.

Love doesn't fade or die

Love. It was the beginning and end of everything, the foundation and the ceiling and the air in between. It didn't matter that she was broken and ugly and sick. He loved her and she loved him

I know what it is like; some images, once seen, can never be forgotten.

The waters of the past were as cold as she'd expected, even in the heat of this gorgeous summer morning.

In real life, she saw, it wasn't like that. It was sadness opening up inside of you, changing how you saw the world.

In earlier years, she had dreamed of boldly reaching for him, changing how they touched each other, exploring his body with her hands and her mouth; then, upon waking, she'd felt frustrated and swollen with a desire she could neither express nor share. She'd waited years for him to see it, see her, and reach out.

One kiss can change a girl's world.

Depression has descended like a bell jar around me.

How will I stop loving him, Mama? Will I Ã¢â'¬Â¦ forget?" Mama sighed. "Ah. That. Love doesn't fade or die, baby girl. People tell you it does, but it doesn't. If you love him now, you'll love him in ten years and in forty. Differently, maybe, a faded version, but he's part of you now. And you are part of him.

They might not even have tomorrow. She hated that her first time would be bathed in sorrow, steeped in a sense of having already lost what they'd just found, but that was the world now. One

I love you...It feels like I've loved you forever. I never knew it could be this way...that love could catch you when you fell.

While they were virtual roller coasters of emotion, you needed to be calm, always.

She knew that she was making a decision she might regret, but it felt inevitable. "Nothing matters except us.

Should that be enough for her? Was she wrong to want passion? To dream of something—someone—more? She'd always imagined love to be turbulent and volatile, an emotion that would sweep her up and break her to pieces and reshape her into someone she couldn't otherwise have become.

How was it possible that Elsa was close enough to her husband that she could feel the heat coming off him and smell the whiskey and cigarettes on his breath and still feel as if an ocean sloshed between them?

I never really knew the weight of sorrow before, how it stretches you out like an old, wet sweater.

I am afraid t put it into words, this fragile impossible hope of mine, and more afraid not to.

You are of me, Loreda, in a way that can never be broken. Not by words or anger or actions or time. I love you. I will always love you." She tightened her hold on Loreda's shoulders. "You taught me love. You, first in the whole world, and my love for you will outlive me. If you had not come back…

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