Quotes About Emotion

I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where, I love you directly without problems or pride: I love you like this because I don't know any other way to love, except in this form in which I am not nor are you, so close that your hand upon my chest is mine, so close that your eyes close with my dreams.

In you is the illusion of each day.

Pero se van tiñendo con tu amor mis palabras. Todo lo ocupas tú, todo lo ocupas.

I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.

I'll send you a kiss with the wind And I know you'll hear it. You'll turn around without seeing me but I'll be there

Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses. Her voice, her bright body, Her infinite eyes. I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her. Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

Aunque éste sea el último dolor que ella me causa, y éstos los últimos versos que yo le escribo.

El amor no se mira, se siente, y aún más cuando ella está junto a ti.

Yo que viví en un puerto desde donde te amaba. La soledad cruzada de sueño y de silencio. Acorralado entre el mar y la tristeza. Callado, delirante, entre dos gondoleros inmóviles.

Why do two colors, put one next to the other, sing? Can one really explain this? no. Just as one can never learn how to paint.

The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider's web.

Painting is not made to decorate apartments. It's an offensive and defensive weapon against the enemy. (about Guernica).

Painting is stronger than me, it makes me do it's bidding.

Whatever the source of emotion that drives me to create, I want to give it a form which has some connection with the visible world, even if it is only to wage war on that world....I want my paintings to be able to defend themselves to resist the invader, just as though there were razor blades on all surfaces so no one could touch them without cutting his hands.

Sex and art are the same thing.

Painting it's a blind man profession. Painter is painting not what he sees but what he feels.

A morte não é a maior perda da vida. A maior perda da vida é o que morre dentro de nós enquanto vivemos...

L'art lave notre âme de la poussière du quotidien.

Are we to paint what's on the face, what's inside the face, or what's behind it?

The heart knows no pain sharper than love's arrow.

Writers, it is said, all carry a chip of ice in their hearts

When you look into your baby's eyes," my friend Sarah once said to me, "that will become your Tibet." I have no doubt that looking into one's own baby's eyes is many inexpressibly wonderful things, but one thing it is not is Tibet.

Oh yeah, that's what you want to be," she muttered as she slammed the drawer shut and fumbled for the one next to it, "the kind of woman men sleep with out of pity.

I love you, Katherine James. I love you with everything I am. You're the best thing that has ever happened to me. Remember that. Gabe Rossiter