Quotes About Emotion

Elsa felt tears rise up, overtake her. She cried as she hadn't cried since Rafe left her, cried until there was no moisture left inside of her, until she was as dry as the land they'd left behind.

Grief this deep was a silent, lonely thing.

Love could be more fragile than a sparrow's bone.

Geriye ne kalm??t? ki? Her 'merhaba', 'hoÅŸça kal' anlam?na geliyordu.

Love doesn't fade or die, baby girl. People tell you it does, but it doesn't. Differently, maybe, a faded version, but he's part of you now. And you are part of him.

If love is a disease, I suppose I'm infected

Antoine took her in his arms. The scent of jasmine was intoxicating, and she knew suddenly, certainly, that from now on, whenever she smelled jasmine, she would remember this good-bye.

She felt the end of the kiss as deeply as she'd felt the start of it.

Mama loved him too much to leave him. Still, even now, with her face bruised and swollen. Maybe what she'd always said was true, maybe she couldn't breathe without him, maybe she'd wilt like a flower without

She gave herself over to the sensations of the kiss, let it become the whole of her universe, and knew finally how it felt to be enough for someone. *

My childhood, I thought naively, was mine alone, those memories painted in vibrant oil strokes on the canvas of my years.

His mouth fit hers perfectly, just as it had so many years ago. It started out soft and gentle, that first kiss after so many lost and lonely years. She clung to him, kissing him with everything in her, as if she could draw that essential spark of him into her very soul, as if she could have some piece of him to take away from this magical ride. The

Vianne hated what she saw in her daughter's eyes right now. There was nothing young in her gaze—no innocence, no naïveté, no hope. Not even grief. Just anger.

The key to life in this dry heat was conservation of everything: water, food, emotion. That last one was the biggest challenge.

Get what?" she asked, but she didn't want to hear. "That every time we kiss, it's good-bye.

Jolene smiled down at her

Or you, Papa," she said. "Or you.

Go to your room," Vianne said to Sophie. Whatever Isabelle was going to say, she didn't want Sophie to hear. Vianne eased the hat from her head and set down her empty basket. Her hands were shaking.

There's a river of sadness in me; it's always been there, but now it is rising, spilling over its banks. I know there's a possibility that if I'm not careful, it will become the biggest part of me and I will drown in it.

I always craved love. The unconditional, even unearned kind. I needed someone to say it to me. Not to sound poor me, but my mother never said it.

for the definition of love she'd handed down to her daughter like a dark incantation.

could change how I feel about you? Really, Mom?

I'm sorry you had to find out about Dad, but maybe it'll help. We're human, Ruby. All of us. Just human.

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