Quotes About Emotion

Records blurt out trapped moments of rapture, fear, love, anguish, despair, excitement, and insanity. When an album plays, it is a ghost wailing, imprisoned in the moment, rattling its chains.

Men want a woman whom they can turn on and off like a light switch.

For me concrete poetry was a particular way of using language which came out of a particular feeling, and I don't have control over whether this feeling is in me or not.

Loss bites and pulls. It is a thing of hooks sunk into every part of you, parts that you would not think could feel loss like thumbs and lips, hooks moored to wind and memory so that slightest disturbance, the slightest act of recall, tugs at those fine lines. Red is the colour of loss and its smell is like burned roses.

Place becomes psyche, story becomes history.

Something about him made her watch him, his big hands held out to receive the falling drops, alms of heaven, catching them in his mouth, smiling as they streamed down his face, his chin, his cheeks. Her heart sent her one way. Her feet sent her another

Whatever it was in his eyes she had seen, it made her take him home with her. I shouldn't be doing this, she told herself as she spooned her fleech-mush into a bowl and reconstituted it with water in the dispenser. A nonsocialised introversion level 6 winger with Grade 3 narcissistic tendencies doesn't do this.

What divine law is it, Luis Quinn wondered, that where the birds are fantastical in color and plumage their song offends the ear, yet at home the dowdy blackbird could wring the heart?

I am cold," he said. The three words shattered. Before them he had not known that he could speak, that there even existed a thing called speech. "I am cold, and I can speak," he said. The words sounded good to him.

All written art is an attempt to communicate what it is to feel.

The sense of power, of human ability, was so strong. Many of the men cried. Men are so easily moved.

Dearest Cecilia, You'd be forgiven for thinking me mad, the way I acted this afternoon. The truth is I feel rather light headed and foolish in your presence, Cee, and I don't think I can blame the heat.

Acting is a very personal process. It has to do with expressing your own personality, and discovering the character you're playing through your own experience - so we're all different.

muted 'thanks' as the person moved away. 'It

Movie composer Henry Mancini, stimulated by Audrey to write 'Moon River' and 'Charade' and 'Two for the Road', always maintained that if you listened carefully to these three songs you could almost determine who inspired them. They were all imbued, he said, with Audrey's inimitable wistfulness – 'a kind of slight sadness'.

Heart lesson #4: the unrequited heart. You can't make anyone love you back.

Sports without music, it's nothing but a game. Music adds the emotion.

My heart lost rhythm at the flicker of phantom in the whiskey-stained voice.

How about it, an Iceberg with a warm heart?

L.A. to San Diego. My dad died on September 25, 2002, without us ever getting a chance to see each other face-to-face again.

The French differentiate between loving and liking this way: You like because of; you love in spite of.

If you want to strengthen an enemy and make him exult - hate him.

If you do not understand, you cannot love. You can only imagine that you love.

To send a kiss by messenger.