Quotes About Emotion

Love is friendship set to music.

every good artist paints what he is

The modern artist is working with space and time and expressing his feelings rather than illustrating.

The painting has a life of its own

Every good painter paints what he is.

I want to express my feelings rather than illustrate them

Joscelin, is love supposed to make you feel like you're sick and dying, and mad enough to hit someone and drunk with joy, and your heart's a boulder n your chest trying to burst into a thousand pieces all at once?" "Mm-hmm." He finished his ale. "That would be love.

My lord. It is too much, and not enough

Quando l'Amore mi ha scacciata, è stata la Crudeltà ad avere pietà di me.

In love, howsoever it is manifest, we are greater than the sum of our parts.

Poetry glories in excess. When it's not extolling the virtues of austerity.

Joscelin, is love supposed to make you feel like you're sick and dying, and mad enough to hit someone, and drunk with joy, and your heart's a boulder in your chest trying to burst into a thousand pieces, all at once?" "Mm-hmm." He finished his ale. "That would be love.

For good or for ill, some people seem to love more fiercely, want more powerfully, burn more brightly.

Young men, Melisande murmured after they had left, smiling faintly. Such a sense of honor. Is he a little bit in love with you, do you think? Joscelin quite despises me, I said. My lady. Oh, love and hate are two sides of the same blade, she said cheerily enough, motioning for a servant to take my cloak, and an edge finer honed than yon Cassiline's dagger divides them.

There are ties that bind more complex than blood.

L'amore è duro, più duro dell'acciaio e tre volte più crudele. È inesorabile come la marea, e vita e morte seguono la sua scia.

It takes courage to love.

The edge between love and hate is honed finer than the keenest fletchett. She told me something like that, once, but I dared not think on such things, with her name so close to my tongue. She told me too that it was not my acquiescence that interested her, but my rebellion. That was the thing that set her apart from the others, who failed to see where it lay. That was the thing that terrified me. -Chapter 67

I was not surprised. I wanted to be, but I wasn't.

Mayhap Bao was right, and I did fall in love as easily as other people fall out of a boat; but I loved in earnest.

Hard, his hands on my shoulders; my head rocked with the force of his fury as he shook me. Ah, Elua, it was sweet! The violence of it was spark to tinder for me.

You were the most desirable woman I've ever seen, and I resented you for it. Foolish, but true.

It was a truth of the heart and it owed nothing to reason.

There is a madness in love.