Quotes About Emotion

disaster that never occurred. In 2000, the emotional relationship to the internet was reversed from the way it is now: Those who viewed the internet as positive were the people using it the most, while those who hated the internet tended to be people using it the least.

No matter how much you think you love somebody, you'll step back when the pool of their blood edges up too close.

You can only hold a smile for so long, after that it's just teeth.

People fall so in love with their pain, they can't leave it behind. The same as the stories they tell. We trap ourselves.

It's not love or anything, but I think I like you, too.

A good story should make you laugh, and a moment later break your heart.

I am Jack's complete lack of surprise. I am Jack's Broken Heart.

Love is bullshit. Emotion is bullshit. I am a rock. A jerk. I'm an uncaring asshole and proud of it.

I am Jack's smirking revenge.

You always kill the one you love.

More and more, the hardest part of crying is when I can't stop.

That's the best revenge of all: happiness. Nothing drives people crazier than seeing someone having a good fucking laugh.

I still love him so much I'll hide any amount of conjugated estrogen in his food. So much I'll do anything to destroy him.

If it comes down to a choice between being unloved and being vulnerable and sensitive and emotional, then you can just keep your love.

If emotion can create a physical action, then duplicating the physical action can re-create the emotion.

Sticks and stones may break your bones but words can hurt like hell.

Waiters will always pee in soup, people will always fall in love.

The girl traced the outline of her lover's shadow so she would always have a record of how he looked...

That's how a scary story works. It echoes some ancient fear. It re-creates some forgotten terror. Something we'd like to think we've grown beyond. But it can still scare us to tears. It's something you'd hoped was healed.

Today is just one of those days the sun comes out to really humiliate you.

Our purest form of joy comes when people we envy get hurt. That most genuine form of joy.

If you look at old pictures, Irene Casey is so pretty. Not just young, but pretty the way you look when your face goes smooth, the skin around your eyes and lips relaxed, the pretty you only look when you love the person taking the picture.

It's okay to cry as long as you're faking it.

Why should I believe any of this?' It happens that fast. I say, because I think I like you. Marla says, 'Not love?' This is a cheesy enough moment, I say. Don't push it.