Quotes About Emotion

You didn't move your arm. You let me rest there. You didn't pull away. You pulled closer. You were so good to me. You knew and pretended you didn't. "Let's always love each other, and never be in love with each other." And I agreed.

I choose what to remember, and I am choosing Rhiannon. Again and again, I am choosing her, I am conjuring her, because to let go for an instant will allow her to disappear.

And Avery looks up at just that moment and sees the blue-haired boy glancing his way. Some of us applaud. Others look away, because it hurts too much.

Fuck, I loved her then. And 'then' is blurring into 'now'. I'm thinking 'why not?' I'm thinking 'we're still the same people.

There's still a part of her that's waiting for the twist, the moment when all of this pleasure will jackknife into pain.

How did you know it was me?' I have to ask. 'The way you looked at me,' she says, 'It couldn't have been anyone else.

As I step out of bed and slip on an oversize shirt, everything around me feels like it's the temperature of happiness.

Love means never having to lose your limbs.

You shouldn't have to venture deep down in order to get to love.

Either way, you were connected. By your desires. By your defiance. By the simple, complicated fact of who you were.

You never told me what you saw in him, not convincingly.

I'm not in love with you.

But there are people you know, and there are people you have a connection with. ... Wasn't that what make us feel responsible-not for what happened, but responsible for you? We always felt responsible for you. That's the nature of connection-not just the attachment, but the responsibility.

In small letters, someone has written NEVER FORGET on one of the slats. I know it's supposed to be a pledge, but it feels like a curse. Don't we have to forget some of it? Don't we have to forget this feeling? If we don't, how will we live?

I never thought I would end up with someone who wasn't possessed by music in the same way I am.

I leave her in the bed. I put on my clothes, pick up my keys, and close the door behind me. I turn back. I keep turning back to see her. Even when there are walls between us. I keep turning back. I keep turning in her direction.

The moment you fall in love feels like it has centuries behind it, generations—all of them rearranging themselves so that this precise, remarkable intersection could happen.

It was after sex, when there was still heat and mostly breathing, when there was still touch and mostly thought... it was as if the whole world could be reduced to the sound of a single string being played, and the only thing this sound could make me think of was you.

a genuine, tee-hee-hee giggle...it's like he's being tickled by life

I say good-bye to hope, but I also say goodbye to hope's disappointment.

Elíptico. El beso que más me gusta es el beso lento. El que conlleva tanto aliento como roce, tanto no como sí. Te inclinas de lado y yo debo volverme un poco para que suceda.

If I didn't have music, I don't know if I could ever be truly happy, and if I didn't have these moments, I would never find music. It is everywhere, in the air between us, waiting to be sung.

You can find sorrow in the arithmetic, and you can find a bittersweet hope.

He was this constant, living reminder of my biggest mistake.