Quotes About Emotion

Love was a luxury you paid for with far too much pain.

What a terrible weapon love could be. Was any knife sharper?

Ah, love. What a perfect tool of revenge.

The hate he felt still tasted like love, but that didn't tame it.

The hate he felt still tasted like love, but that didn't tame it.

Women were different, no doubt about it. Men broke so much more quickly. Grief didn't break women. Instead it wore them down, it hollowed them out, very slowly.

Sie war so froh, das Jacob gekommen war. Und wünschte sich so sehr, er hätte sie nie gefunden.

Sai bene quanto il fuoco sia facile a offendersi.

Didn't she feel, deep down inside, that her longing was sapping her strength and her appetite, even her pleasure in books? Longing.

Oh, er vermisste sein gemasertes Gesicht und seine heisere Stimme. Er vermisste ihn ganz besonders unter all diesen weichhäutigen weißen Gesichtern.

Cielo, l'amore era un tormento. Chiunque avesse affermato il contrario non doveva aver mai provato quel maledetto fremito nel petto.

Quando lui la baciò di nuovo, il cuore di Volpe si mise a battere forte. O era quello di Jacob? Dal giorno in cui l'aveva liberata dalla trappola, non li distingueva più veramente.

The wrong words. They were true a hundred times over, yet they sounded like a lie. Hadn't he always known it? Words were useless. At times they might sound wonderful, but they let you down the moment you really needed them. You could never find the right words, never, and where would you look for them? The heart is as silent as a fish, however much the tongue tries to give it a voice.

If only it wasn't so difficult. It was far easier to believe in unhappiness than in happiness.

Un lettore non vede veramente i personaggi di una storia. Li sente.

There's things I remember and things I forget. I miss you; I guess that I should.

You said I was in love. You were right. But that never happened, either.

Love is a sickness. Some kind of a pathogen existing above all explanation.

If a man doesn't know how to dance he doesn't know how to make love, there I said it!

Bitterness never draws us closer to God. Bitterness is a nonproductive, toxic emotion, usually resulting from resentment over unmet needs.

Henry figured that the reason the Cheyenne had always ridden Appaloosas into battle was because by the time the men got there, they were so angry with the horses they were ready to kill everything.

Human hearts are not made out of stone. Thank Thor. They can break, and heal, and beat again.

but Tact and Sensitivity were not Gobber's strong points, and he took the first five minutes to come up with Hiccup copped it. SORRY, and the spent the second five minutes tearing his beard out.

I love you Hiccup, although my stiff lips will not let me make the kind words I hear other mothers speaking... I cannot change or regret the wandering Warrior I am. But by Thor's thunder, I can fight for you, with all my Warrior heart, and this is one thing that I truly excel at.