Quotes About Emotion

Grief, and an estate, is joy understood,

To me, poetry is about survival first of all. Survival of the individual self, survival of the emotional life.

If shadows could talk they would tell us everything we know already but in the melodious language of tears in which every third word rhymes. from "Some Notes on Shadows

I remember the cloud on its blue bicycle gliding over the leaves under the bare branches. You and I were walking. You wore your long green dress with the hem frayed so the loose threads seemed like tiny roots. We were holding hands when my hand became a yellow scarf and you stood waving it slowly. from "Daffodil Poem

A French writer once said that prose is walking, poetry is dancing. That's a fine metaphor for the pleasurable intensification of emotion, language, and rhythm that is at the heart of poetry.

How would you react if you learned that a sad and beautiful poem that touched you deeply had been written by a computer?

Johnson remains the most emotionally committed of all blues singers;

Anyone who has a continuous smile on his face conceals a toughness that is almost frightening.

If my love to you can't be said in a posy, it can't be said in a library.

It isn't necessary to have relatives in Kansas City in order to be unhappy.

Ela está tão apaixonada por mim que não quer saber de mais nada. É por isso que está apaixonada por mim.

Anger and Violence are the last refuge of the incompetent.

Et que j'aime ô saison que j'aime tes rumeurs Les fruits tombant sans qu'on les cueille Le vent et la forêt qui pleurent Toutes leurs larmes en automne feuille à feuille Les feuilles Qu'on foule Un train Qui roule La vie S'écoule

How slow life seems to me, how violent the hope of love can be.

S'en est allée l'amante Au village voisin malgré la pluie Sans son amant s'en est allée l'amante Pour danser avec un autre que lui Les femmes mentent mentent

Il pleut mon âme il pleut mais il pleut des yeux morts

She needs someone who will be everything for her: her friend, her boyfriend, her confidant, her lover and sometimes even her enemy.

Love is always dangerous. To love is to hope you'll win it all while running the risk that you could lose it all. And sometimes it's also about accepting that there's a risk that you'll love more than you are loved.

so if you love him, why keep him waiting for 13 years?" "Because I was afraid. Afraid of not being worthy, afraid of not knowing how to love him, afraid of waking up one day and not loving him anymore.

Why was love such an addictive drug? Why did loving someone cause such suffering?

A rare, deep and passionate love.

Aimer, c'est toujours dangereux, Martin ! Aimer, c'est espérer tout gagner en risquant de tout perdre, et c'est aussi parfois accepter de prendre le risque d'être moins aimé que l'on n'aime. - Eh bien tu vois, dit-il en se levant de table, ce risque, je crois que je ne suis plus prêt à le prendre.

C'est l'amour qui tisse les liens familiaux, pas le sang.

Chaque fois, tu monteras au front, la peur au ventre, le cœur serré, sans meilleure arme que ton envie de vivre encore. Chaque fois, tu te diras que, quoi qu'il puisse t'arriver à présent, tous ces moments arrachés à la fatalité valaient la peine d'être vécus. Et que personne ne pourra jamais te les enlever.