Quotes About Emotion

Thrice would I have thrown my arms about her neck, and thrice the ghost embraced fled from my grasp: like a fluttering breeze, like a fleeting dream.

I shudder to say it.

Unwillingly I left your land, O Queen.

Years grow cold to love.

Fury provides arms.

Deep in her breast lives the silent wound.

Each person, makes their own terrible passion their god.

Lat., Now I know what love is.

Perhaps even these things, one day, will be pleasing to remember.

Ah, merciless Love, is there any length to which you cannot force the human heart to go?

tu dormi dragostea mea. sînt singur am inventat poezia si nu mai am inima

S/M is about emotion, the erotic tension between my impulse toward something and my resistance against it.

I sure would like to get kissed. How would that feel on my mouth, How different would I be after, a changed climate down in my insides?

There's a million stories glistening in her eyes if you just have time to look.

Love- the only human attribute that is indestructible by time, that is certain to survive time, if humanity itself survives.

Love, the poet said, is woman's whole existence.

Nothing thicker than a knife's blade separates happiness from melancholy.

Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book shown to him by heart, and his friends can only read the title.

Never are voices so beautiful as on a winter's evening, when dusk almost hides the body, and they seem to issue from nothingness with a note of intimacy seldom heard by day.

Nothing thicker than a knife's blade separates happiness from melancholy.

Love, the poet said, is woman's whole existence.

All extremes of feeling are allied with madness.

Whatever arouses us, or fails to, comes from dark, uncontrollable places in ourselves, and rarely fits who we would conscious like to be.

Flowers really do intoxicate me.