Quotes About Emotion

Hate that was so bright and hot that it was the first thing that truly warmed him. Hate that felt so good that he welcomed being consumed by it. Not a heart of stone, but a heart of fire.

I swallow the howl clawing up my throat.

I am forever undone by you

My greatest weakness has always been my desire for love. It is a yawning chasm within me, and the more than I reach for it, the more easily I am tricked. I am a walking bruise, an open sore. If Oak is masked, I am a face with all the skin ripped off. Over and over, I have told myself that I need to guard against my own yearnings, but that hasn't worked. I must try something new.

And when he kisses me, I feel as though I can finally breathe again.

Most of all I hate you because I think of you often. It's disgusting and I can't stop. - Cardan Greenbriar, The Cruel Prince

Fear is not love, but it can appear much the same. So too, power.

It's you I love — 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.

Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. It's disgusting, and I can't stop.

By you, I am forever undone -Cardan Greenbriar

only under the water can I allow myself to weep. Only under the water can I admit that I almost died and that I was terrified and that I wish there was someone to whom I could tell all that. I hold my breath until there's no more breath to hold.

And if I am particularly kind that evening, particularly deferential, if I laugh particularly loudly, it is because I know I will never do this again. I will never have him behave like this with me again. But for one final night, he's the father I remember best, the one in whose shadow I have- for better or worse- become what I am.

Tell me that you hate me." "I hate you," I say, the words coming out like a caress. I say it again, over and over.

And yet, what she longed for was for him to slide into bed and put his hand on her shoulder, to tell her he knew she was awake. To say that he loved her desperately and wanted to confess all the things he'd kept from her, and all the reasons for them. It was a childish desire, a wish for the world to not be as it was, for people to act in ways they just didn't. It was the wish of a sucker, ready to be fleeced for everything she had.

Lo odio più di chiunque altro. Lo odio talmente tanto che qualche volta, quando lo guardo, mi manca il respiro.

mi vuoi veramente" gli dico, così vicina da sentire il calore del suo respiro. "e odi volerlo".

It's milky and fragrant, and only under the water can I allow myself to weep. Only under the water can I admit that I almost died and that I was terrified and that I wish there was someone to whom I could tell all that. I hold my breath until there's no more breath to hold.

By you, I am forever undone -Cardan

Le odio tanto que a veces, cuando lo miro, me cuesta respirar.

I hate being vulnerable. I hate that i throw my head back, baring my throat. I hate the way i cling to him, the nails of one hand digging into his back, my thoughts splintering, and the single last thing in my head: that i like him better than I've ever liked anyone and that of all the things he's ever done to me, making me like him so much is by far the worst.

He reaches out and touches my hair, traces the hollow of my cheekbone.

Most of all, I hate you because I think of you. Often. It's disgusting, and I can't stop.

By you, I am forever undone.

Kiss me again," he says, drunk and foolish. "Kiss me until I am sick of it.