Quotes About Emotion

She was afraid of her father, and she admired him profoundly, and she thought he was stark mad; but who was she to judge?

She did not move. Nor did she scream or faint; her only actions were to draw back the hem of her dress from where it brushed the shiny dome of his skull and to breathe deeply, several times, with her eyes shut. Her father had taught her this as a remedy for panic. He had taught her well; it worked.

Poetry is not a fancy way of giving you information; it's an incantation. It is actually a magic spell. It changes things; it changes you." An interview with Philip Pullman.

Lyra swore with every word she knew.

But we shouldn't believe things because it makes us happy, she thought. We should believe things because they're true, and if that makes us unhappy that's very unfortunate, but it's not the fault of reason.

her eyes glittered, and her expression was so serious and absorbed that Will could have fallen in love with her again if love didn't already possess every fibre of his being.

She had never dreamed of what it would feel like to love someone so much; of all the things that had astonished her in her adventures, that was what astonished her the most. She thought the tenderness it left in her heart was like a bruise that would never go away, but she would cherish it for ever.

Le soleil noir de la Mélancolie.

Lyra remembered her visit to his house

It was one of those moments when we suddenly recall a dream that we've unaccountably forgotten, and back in a flood comes all the emotion we felt in our sleep

Reason had brought her to this state. She had exalted reason over every other faculty. The result had been—was now—the deepest unhappiness she had ever felt.

He stopped what he was doing, and looked at her as if for the first time. His daemon turned her great tawny leopard eyes on her too, and under the concentrated gaze of both of them, Lyra blushed. But she gazed back fiercely.

Just sort of relax your mind and say yes, it does hurt, I know.

Just sort of relax your mind and say yes, it does hurt, I know. Don't try and shut it out.

Lyra marvelled at the effect hope could have.

The thought came to Will and Lyra at the same moment, and they exchanged a tear-filled glance. And for the second time in their lives, but not the last, each of them saw their own expression on the other's face.

There were areas of her life about which she cared passionately and which he was indifferent to or simply unaware of.

Love makes us suffer. But this task of ours is greater than revenge. Remember that.

We live our lives between magic and panic.

You can no more make someone tell the truth than you can force someone to love you.

I did not want to voice a word that would lift the cover and reveal that hideous emotion I always felt for her, the underside of love.

Everything dictated silence and self-control but I couldn't restrain myself and spoke my mind.

nothing is more uplifting in all of life than righteous anger.

Am I mistaken to think that even back then, in the vivid present, the fullness of life stirred our emotions to an extraordinary extent? Has anywhere since so engrossed you in its ocean of details? The detail, the immensity of the detail, the force of the detail, the weight of the detailthe rich endlessness of detail surrounding you in your young life like the six feet of dirt that'll be packed on your grave when you're dead