Quotes About Emotion

hacía tiempo que había comprendido que el amor era traicionero. Podía transformar el mundo de cielo en infierno en un instante, y al instante seguiente volver a tranformarlo en sentido contrário, y asi ad infinitum.

Ele é homem – disse Leonie. – O que foi que Byron disse sobre homens e mulheres apaixonados? (…) – "Na vida do homem, o amor é uma coisa à parte; na da mulher, é toda a vida" – citou ele.

viscerally, what Genevieve felt, and it wasn't at all amusing.

There was the deep blue sea of her eyes, and there was he, wanting to drown.

Coward" he said softly. She stopped and turned and marched back to him. She dropped her reticule, grasped his neckcloth, cupped his face, dragged his mouth to hers, and kissed him.

I've always been scared to death of pain - afraid, even, to think of it.

love means breaking all the rules

Emotion choked her. "Since meeting you you've made me feel a lot of things. But not guilt. Not even when I kicked you." He smiled. "Glad to hear it. So what do you say we go check on your sister? I can almost picture her with her ear to the door." Through the door, Natalie said. "Damn right. Now bring my sister back out here.

His jaw locked. "You don't know shit about me." She put her hands at either side of his face and smiled with too much emotion. "You want to know what I think?" For some reason, tension pulled at him. "Probably some idiotic romanticized nonsense." When her confidence didn't falter, he made a sound of disgust. "All right, go ahead and tell me." "I think you're the one who doesn't know shit about you

Losing somebody you love is such a profoundly lonely experience, something only you endure in your own particular way.

you can't mute one emotion without muting the others. You want to mute the pain? You'll also mute the joy.

Odd how a man who never smiled could make her feel things she didn't know existed. He held her heart in his hands. From the moment she saw him, some thread had linked them together.

After all, as the old Scot saying went, there wasn't much guile in a heart that was singing.

Her gave her a

I am thinking about you, I say to her. Can you hear me?

To experience pain may not be a choice, but to suffer is a cognitive decision

If you look closely you'll find all my lovers inscribed on my skin.

Grief made you selfish; engulfed as you were in your own pain, it was hard to remember the others were suffering too.

Ellie wiped her eyes with the back of her hand; sometimes she didn't realize she'd been crying until the tears slid off her chin and dripped down her neck.

When someone was gazing into your eyes like that, it was kind of hard to look away.

Being scared wasn't an emotion Zack was familiar with, but it had him in its grip now.

My mom told me that I should trust the man who could see the sorrow behind my smile, the love behind my anger, and the reasons behind my silence.

It was not enough. It was too much. It was everything.

I love you, Mallory, he said very quietly, very seriously. So damn much. Warmth and affection and need and so much more rushed her. I know. You know? Yes. Well, hell, he said with a small smile and a shake of his head. You might have told me and saved me a lot of time. How about I tell you something else? she said. I love you, too.