Quotes About Emotion

What one exorcises in this [imagery] way at little cost, and for the price of a few tears, will never in effect be reproduced

O êxtase é antinômico da paixão.

All good music resembles something. Good music stirs by its mysterious resemblance to the objects and feelings which motivated it.

Il n'y a pas d'amour, il n'y a que des preuves d'amour.

Emotion resulting from a work of art is only of value when it is not obtained by sentimental blackmail.

He who is affected by an insult is infected by it.

What uniform can I wear to hide my heavy heart? It is too heavy. It will always show

A picture neither saddening nor gladdening I fear; neither beautiful nor ugly.

Poetry is a machine that manufactures love. Its other virtues escape me.

To be moved confuses the soul. One cannot convey these kinds of memories any more than the events of a dream... ...if I have complained too long, it is because my memory, no longer having any fixed abode, has to carry its luggage with it.

Sentir antes de comprender.

Je sais que la poésie est indispensable, mais je ne sais pas à quoi.

The] reader is not primarily interested in plot. He is interested in what happens because he is interested in the character it happens to. No incident has any place in the story unless it has an emotional impact on the character--and on the reader. Newbery Acceptance Speech

I love you, Elizabeth. I've always loved you since you were . . ." And he kissed her.

Great Mother!I can't believe it!Now I understand.(Mamut) I do not understand, Ayla said

Impetuously, with the uninhibited reactions of a child, she reached out to touch his face, to see if the scar felt different.

Te amo, Jondalar. Siento amor cuando sonríes así, con esos ojos, y muchísimo más cuando ríes. Nadie reía en el Clan y no les gustaba que yo riera. No quiero vivir nunca con gente que no me permita sonreír o reír.

Suddenly, just as the rain began to fall in earnest, he sat down and howled.

said. "Make Ã¢â'¬Â¦ Noria Ã¢â'¬Â¦ Make Ã¢â'¬Â¦Ã¢â'¬Â She heaved a sob, wishing she knew the words to tell him what she wanted to say. "I know, Noria. I know," he said

Sorry. That is courtesy, right? Custom? Jondalar, what good are words like sorry? It doesn't change anything, it doesn't make me feel any better." He pulled his hand through his hair. She was right. Whatever he had done—and he thought he knew what it was—being sorry didn't help.

El amor es una gran cosa poética que es preciso no espantar.

And yet-I wonder. Love or hatred calls for self-surrender. He cuts a fine figure, the warm-blooded, prosperous man, solidly entrenched in his well-being, who one fine day surrenders all to love-or to hatred; himself, his house, his land, his memories.

Quizá no haya nada en el mundo que me interese tanto como este sentimiento de aventura. Pero viene cuando quiere; y se va tan rápido, que me deja agotado. ¿Me hará estas breves visitas irónicas para demostrarme que he frustado mi vida?

To love was the greatest adventure life had to offer; but to love was to suffer.