Quotes About Emotion

I want a dress the color of suffering

And her eyes filled with heavy, regretful tears, yet she did not quite know for what she was weeping. She only knew that some great sense of loss, some great sense of incompleteness possessed her, and she let the tears trickle down her face, wiping them off one by one with her finger.

Ese día, para Farid el amor era parecido a un lujo.

With lead he shaded love into the woman's eyes.

It had sure felt like death, but then everything since had felt like life.

He would never need a knife to spread a pat of butter on his toast. That smile would quickly melt it.

Dogs needed no words to console you. Dogs were the ultimate practitioners of the therapy of touch. Dogs knew and accepted the hard realities of life that human beings could not acknowledge until those obvious truths were exhaustively described with words, and even then there was often more bitter acknowledgment than humble acceptance.

In time she said, I love you, Oddie. My voice was thick when I replied. I love you more than life." We'll be okay, she said. We are okay. We're weird and screwed-up, but we're okay, she agreed. If someone invented a thermometer that measured weirdness, it would melt under my tongue. But you-you're cool.

It's difficult to spend time in any carnival or amusement park and not realize that a repressed fear of death may be the one emotion that is constant in the human heart even if, most of the time, it is confined to the unconscious as we go about our business. Thrill rides offer us a chance to acknowledge our ever-present dread, to release the tension that arises from repression of it, and to subtly delude ourselves with the illusion of invulnerability that surviving the Big Drop can provide.

I had not asked to be born. Only to be loved.

Falling in love could be like falling off a cliff, no water below but plenty of rocks.

A part of me knew... from the moment I saw her; her death would have been one wound too many that day.

Don't you love your mother, dear? I guess so. A hard, sharp, thorny kind of love that might be pity more than anything else.

Such grief might be to them quite delicious, a delicacy.

That Love is all there is, Is all we know of Love…. —Emily Dickinson

For a long time, she wept, not so much for him and not at all for herself, but for the condition of all things and for the way the world could be but is not.

Fear and love were indivisible. If you allowed yourself to care, to love, you made yourself vulnerable, and vulnerability led to fear.

My rich Diana. Fly me to the moon with you. Dance among the stars. Treacle. Romantic hogwash. Derivative. Unworthy. My rich Diana. I hate you, hate you, hate you. Hate you, hate. Do it, he said.

The secret is not to think, we think in words. And what lies beyond the reality we see is a truth that words can't contain, the secret is to feel.

in ecstasy, it is essentially not about sensation but about passion, and passion is not of the flesh but of the mind and heart.

so many people, born with the knowledge of intuition and with the ability to reason, shaped their lives instead by sheer emotion. So many were swept away by boldfaced lies and swayed into currents of vicious fantasies, until they were so far from the shore of truth that they couldn't even see it.

We must know the pain of loss; because if we never knew it, we would have no compassion for others, and we would become monsters of self-regard, creatures of unalloyed self interest.

he found he was suffering from laugh-deficit disorder.

One of the greatest gifts we receive from dogs is the tenderness they evoke in us.