Quotes About Emotion

I mainly like to do singer/songwriter kind of stuff.

Entrance music doesn't make a difference.

I'm just interested in things that move me and make me think, make me laugh.

What drew me into making movies is trying to make characters that step off the screen.

Making movies is what I'm good at. Cinema is the means through which I can best express myself.

I was a mama's boy.

The simple, sweet films without the star power often manage to tell a better story.

When I walk out there on court, I become a maniac... Something comes over me, man.

What love is to man, music is to the arts and to mankind.

OMG, I am a married woman!

It's only Ã¢â'¬Â¦ well, it seems odd, is all. I only wondered, did ye ever think of that, yourself—having lost your mother young, I mean?" "Yes." My face was buried in his chest, my voice muffled in the folds of his shirt. "I used to—when I was younger. Like going on a journey without a map.

Then kiss me, Claire he whispered. And know that you are more to me than life, and I have no regret. I couldn't answer, but kissed him, first his hand, it's crooked fingers, warm and firm, and the brawny wrist of a sword-wielder, and then his mouth, heaven and promise and anguish all mingled, and the salt of tears in the taste of him.

I was hopeful of his answer, or fearful of it. The answer was a slight shrug.

Well so am I." She stared at the coverlet. "What I said…earlier," she faltered, glancing at him and then away. "I was overwrought and tired, and I guess I kind of got carried away." "You mistook a chill for true love?

He groaned her name as he bent, his mouth so tender, so exquisitely gentle with hers that tears ran hotly down her cheeks. He was the world, and everything in it. She loved him so.

I've loved you, as long as I've know you. Wanted you. Needed you. But I hit rock bottom when I had to let you go. I thought I lost you, life had no meaning for me -Wolf Patterson-

Like a white-haired whirlwind, Janet embraced the younger, taller woman with a deep sigh.

Loving isn't loving unless you have the strength to let go when you have to.

A fickle heart is the only constant in this world

If you must know, I-I had never in my life kissed a young lady, and you are far too beautiful to me to want to get it wrong!

Sophie listened and felt sad. Interesting things did seem to happen, but always to somebody else.

Sophie knew Howl could sound unhappy in heaven if it suited him.

She was so happy that she had gone quiet all over. She felt like someone listening to great chords of music that were not to be interrupted by speaking. (p. 152)

How can love's spaciousness be conveyed in the narrow confines of one syllable?