Quotes About Emotion

The emotion she could deal with best was anger.

He was always just mad enough to take treaties seriously. Honor, you know. I don't have any.

The next day he passed Alai in the corridor, and they greeted each other, touched hands, talked, but they both knew that there was a wall there now. It might be breached, that wall, sometime in the future, but for now the only real conversation between them was the roots that had already grown low and deep, under the wall, where they could not be broken.

But he was never one of them; their relationship was too unequal. He had loved them so he could know them, and he had known them so he could use them.

Oh, Pipo, I'd be glad for you to try. But do believe me, my dear friend, touching her heart is like bathing in ice." "I imagine. I imagine it feels like bathing in ice to the person touching her. But how does it feel to her? Cold as she is, it must surely burn like fire.

It was possible, wasn't it, that he loved her, and that in this time of terrifying opportunity he was willing to weaken himself before her in order to win her love.

Women were more complete inside themselves. They were also better at living in their children. They were never as solitary as a man alone.

Has anyone ever mentioned that when you smile, it would melt steel?

I don't have any knack for making people cry, Ela,' he answered softly. His voice was a caress. No, stronger, it was like a hand gripping her hand, holding her, steadying her. 'Telling the truth makes you cry.

Being angry isn't always for a reason that makes sense.

I'm not in love with Eiadh because she's the most beautiful young woman in Basilica and therefore quite probably in the entire world. I'm in love with her because we can talk together, because of the way she thinks, the sound of her voice, the way she cocks her head to listen to an idea she doesn't agree with, the way she rests her hand on mine when she's trying to persuade me.

Everyone thinks they do, until they take a child into their heart. Only then do you know what it is to be a hostage to love. To have someone else's life matter more than your own.

Hot anger was bad. Ender's anger was cold, and he could use it. Bonzo's was hot, and so it used him.

You're bigger than I remembered, she said stupidly. You too, he said. I also remembered that you were beautiful. Memory does play tricks on us. No. Your face is the same, but I don't remember what beautiful means anymore.

The touch of kindness in this frightening place was enough to push someone over the edge into tears.

Wherever their laughter came from, Ender couldn't find such a place in himself.

His voice was a caress. No, stringer, it was like a hand gripping her hand, steadying her.

Humans invent an imaginary lover and put that mask over the face of the body in their bed.>

Yet each man kills the thing he loves By each let this be heard Some do it with a bitter look Some with a flattering word The coward does it with a kiss The brave man with a sword

Every portrait that is painted with feeling is a portrait of the artist, not of the sitter.

The mystery of love is greater than the mystery of death.

Keep love in your heart. A life without it is like a sunless garden when the flowers are dead. The consciousness of loving and being loved brings a warmth and a richness to life that nothing else can bring.

The most terrible thing about it is not that it breaks one's heart—hearts are made to be broken—but that it turns one's heart to stone.

We women, as some one says, love with our ears, just as you men love with your eyes, if you ever love at all.