Quotes About Emotion

Pain may well remind us that we are alive, but love reminds us why we are alive.

But there's also all this meaning in there, you know? All this human emotion. Beauty, conflict, joy, dissonance, resolution. He makes it all so clear." "Like a story," Adam says. Beauty, conflict, joy, dissonance, resolution. "Yes," Callum says. "Like a story. You get it.

Callum's pull is irresistible now. He needs him. Adam is falling desperately, physically, finally in love, and suddenly it feels like a very long way to fall. Please catch me, he thinks. Please be there when I land.

But —" she said, her voice swallowed by the hot air in the hushed room. "But I burnded it.

Winter glanced over at Cirrus again and found him glaring at Moon and Kinkajou with an expression of searing hatred, so intense that Winter wanted to run across the clearing and fling up his wings to shield Moon from it.

and I never got to tell Sunny I love her.

It doesn't mean anything, this twisting feeling in my chest.

I'm interested in going back to my mother, Moon thought. Can I explore that?

SQUAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWK!

WHAT WAS THIS. WHY DID IT HURT SO MUCH. WHO COULD SHE SET ON FIRE TO MAKE IT STOP.

OW! MOONFIRE AND STAR VOMIT!

The RainWing across the stream from Sunny mustered an expression that looked almost fierce.

What?" he roared.

Tsunami was a fireball that blazed up and down and sideways at everything that made her mad (which was most things).

It was Icicle. The memory faded, but the destroyed feeling hung heavily in Moon's chest. "She killed Crane," Sora sobbed into Umber's shoulder. "I saw her. I saw her. She's the one who killed our sister.

Beyond his sisters, lit by the pale moonlight, Smolder's eyes were shining. He was nothing but happy to see his mother dead. But

Winter glanced over at Cirrus again and found him glaring at Moon and Kinkajou with an expression of searing hatred, so intense that Winter wanted to run across the clearing and fling up his wings to shield Moon from it. Cirrus had left the IceWings, but his loathing of NightWings clearly still ran deep.

Clay blinked and rubbed his talons against his eyes,

He pushed back against the little jump that his heart made when he saw her.

A dragon who understands me, finally. A dragon as deep and dark as I am, who sees my anger and wants to be nearer to it instead of freezing it away.

Her smile made him feel as if lightning were crackling under his scales.

The problem was, he felt it now.

I'm calm!" Cricket said. She realized she was bouncing on her front talons and forced herself to sit on her tail and stay still. "SO TOTALLY CALM.

He smiled a little sadly. "I wish you could," he said.