Quotes About Emotion

Love is greedy," Rhyia said, drawing her bow. She spotted a bird high in the trees and chosen it to be her quarry. Her words bothered me, although I suppose my love for Locke was greedy too. But love was also transofrming.

the feeling of falling in love is very like the feeling of fear.

She had shrieked and shrieked for her mother, but her mother was already there. Her mother was the monster.

High King Cardans presence seems to infect the very air I breathe. For a wild moment, I consider turning and getting out of there before he spots me. I dont know if I can do this. I feel a little dizzy. I dont know if I can look at him and not show on my face any of what I am feeling. Page 60

No one in chains could ever truly love you.' He glares. 'Do you expect me to believe you know anything about love?' The truth of that hits like a blow.

I spent much of my life guarding my heart. I guarded it so well that I could behave as though I didn't have one at al. Even now, it is a shabby, worm-eaten and scabrous thing. But it is yours.

It's you I love. I spent much of my life guarding my heart. I guarded it so we'll that I could behave as though I didn't have one. Even now, it's a shabby, worm eaten, and scabrous thing. But it's yours… you probably guessed as much… but just incase you didn't

Me do not live as you do. For us, love doesn't fade gradually. It snaps like a branch bent to far.

She loved him so much that it already hurt. It already felt like he'd broken her heart.

He grips my shoulder. His fingers dig in the knotted muscles in a way that feels good. Brotherly.

Ah, and now you laugh. It is my curse to adore cruel women.

I liked you, you know," he says. "I like you still." For a moment, I wonder what would happen if I hauled off and punched him.

I can feel myself start to tremble

I spent so much of my life guarding my heart. I guarded it so well that I could behave as though I didn't have on at all. Even now, it is a shabby, worm-eaten, and scabrous thing. But it's yours.

I spent much of my life guarding my heart. I guarded it so well that I could behave as though I didn't have one at all. Even now, it is a shabby, worm-eaten, and scabrous thing.

more than anything, i hate you because i think about you often. it's disgusting and i can't stop

He hates you, even if he wants you, he hates you. Maybe he hates you all the more for it.

Bésame de nuevo. Bésame hasta que esté harto de ello.

Dime otra vez lo que dijiste en la fiesta- dice. -¿Qué?- Apenas puedo pensar. -Que me odias, -dice con voz ronca- dime que me odias.

He presses his mouth to the pulse point of my wrist, racing in time with my heart. 'Mock me all you like. Whatever I imagined then, now it is I who would beg and grovel for a kind word from your lips.' His eyes are black with desire. 'By you, I am forever undone.

She loved him so much that it already hurt. It already felt like he'd broken her heart.

I can't pretend that I don't like the sound of him screaming my name.

I do not need a tongue for her to read the rage in my eyes.

I spent much of my life guarding my heart. I guarded it so well that I could behave as though I didn't have one at all. Even now, it is a shabby, worm-eaten and scabrous thing. But it is yours.