Quotes About Emotion

Will gave a short laugh. He was in gear as if he had just come from the practice room, and his hair curled damply against his temples. He was not looking at Tessa, but she had grown used to that. Will hardly ever looked at her unless he had to.

He lifted the violin to his shoulder then, and raised the bow. And he played.

Jules: Emma, God, Emma. I love you so much. Emma: Julian, I... Jules: Don't. I don't want to hear anything reasonable, not now. I don't want logic. I want this. Emma: But you need to know ... Jules: I don't. I've been broken for weeks. I need to be whole again. Even if it doesn't last. Emma: it can't last. It'll break our hearts. Jules: Break my heart. Break it in pieces. I give you permission.

His blue eyes were very dark...Will's were the colour of the sky just on the edge of the night...

He was standing leaning against the door frame; now he stood up straight. "How should I have kissed you? Is there an other way you like it?

We are so much lovelier when we fall.

He longed sometimes with an almost physical ache just to say 'My Husband' and have it be true.

She supposed it was not the most romantic thing in the world to say that every time she saw James Herondale she felt as if she'd been attcked by a waterfowl, but it was true.

You don't draw, and I don't breathe. Not so much like last year

She could understand suddenly why people talked about passion as fire: She felt as if they had caught aflame and were burning like the dry Malibu hills, about to become ashes that would mix together forever.

It was terrifying to love someone who was forbidden to you. Terrifying to feel something you could never speak of, something that was horrible to almost everyone you knew, something that could destroy your life.

I love you," he said. "I don't say it often enough. I love you.

Did you like it?" he said. "I could have given you...jewelry, but I wanted it to be something that was wholly yours. That no one else would hear or own. And I am not good with words, so I wrote how I felt about you in music." He paused. "Did you like it?

His heart exploding paint and colours because he could not speak the words.

You don't understand,' she said, and there was a puzzling trace of resentment in her voice. 'Children never do. The love a parent has for a child, there's nothing else like it. No other love so consuming.

I would die for you. You know that. I would die without you. If it were not for you, I would be dead a hundred times over these past five years.

When I am with you, I imagine that my heart is beating, though it has not beaten for seven years. You give me so much, and I can give you nothing at all.

Magnus gave Alec a sidelong look as they climbed the rickety stairs. Alec caught the glance, and his breathing quickened; his blue eyes were bright. Alec bit his lower lip, and Magnus stopped walking. It was only a momentary hesitation. But then Alec reached out and caught his arm, fingers tight above his elbow. 'Magnus', he said in a low voice.

I could still see the expression on that woman's face, the naked fear in her eyes, could see and hear the pulse pounding at her throat. It made my mouth water.

Songwriters are the salt of the Earth.

The ability to love is the ability to be free.

It's like a Hallmark movie...if Hallmark movies had hot sex - Cat Johnson

He was breathing a little faster himself, his heart pounding as he leaned in a tiny bit more. He hovered just shy of her lips before braving the final space between them and pressing his mouth to hers. He knew immediately from the first taste of her that one tiny kiss wasn't going to be enough.

I think with my blood.