Quotes About Emotion

Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away.

Love is friendship caught on fire.

Loving you was like going to war; I never came back the same.

Never frown, even when you're sad, because you never know when someone is falling in love with your smile.

Some hearts understand each other even in silence.

Sometimes your heart needs more time to accept what your mind already knows.

The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt.

The heart never takes the place of the head: But it can, and should, obey it.

The worst prison would be a closed heart.

There is nothing more dangerous than a woman who can no longer weep.

True friendship is seen through the heart not through the eyes.

Two people in love, alone, isolated from the world, that's beautiful.

You are the poem I never knew how to write and this life is the story I have always wanted to tell.

Your mind does things to my body that your hands never could.

I certainly wasn't happy. Happiness has to do with reason, and only reason earns it. What I was given was the thing you can't earn, and can't keep, and often don't even recognize at the time I mean joy.

Temper is itself an obstacle.

She thinks that I'm full of it, always pissed, man I'm tired, every kiss, that I miss, girl you know I'm trying, you never believe when I say, I never believe when you say, I love you

On the bad days, there is no color. I know there are colors. I can see the colors, but the world looks gray.

My father and I look up and then at each other. I can feel my heart separate from the rest of my body. I want to hand it to frothing old man in front of me and say, take it. It's yours, because it has always been yours, if not for your sperm, your food, and the school fees that you pay on my behalf, then who and where would I be? Nothing. I am because you are. I say nothing. Each word I search for flies from my brain before I can send it off my tongue.

Je suis toutes ces choses. Toutes ces choses, mais j'ai déjà eu une mère, et elle m'aimait.

It seemed as if at least a moment some spring had burst forth in his barren soul.

Tulta munille!

You are acting, not being." Strasberg explained, "I stress the difference between the actor who thinks acting is an imitation of life, and the actor who feels acting is living

He was lying with his eyes closed--it was easier to talk that way and he spoke with that searing, convulsive anger that surfaces when there's no one to direct it against.