Quotes About Emotion

The whole world is divided for me into two parts: one is she, and there is all happiness, hope, light; the other is where she is not, and there is dejection and darkness.

Just be what you are and speak from your guts and heart - it's all a person has.

Hope is a willing slave; despair is free.

Hope hurt more than the cold.

I hope and hoping feeds my pain I weep and weeping feeds my failing heart I laugh but the laughter does not pass within I burn but the burning makes no mark outside.

Despair is as hollow and deceptive as hope!

Nothing is as hopeless as trying to justify art in words.

Isn't hope an incredible, a wonderfully demented thing?

Where the mind is past hope, the heart is past shame.

That indescribable expression peculiar to people who hope they have not been asleep, but know they have.

Last night I dreamt that somebody loved me. No hope, no harm; just another false alarm.

How many times must hope die before tears were too deep to bear?

My first instinct when I write songs is not a negative one. It's something positive... Everything I've ever done has some form of hope in it, I think.

That tastes like hope feels.

I have yet to meet a person whose favorite movie is Gigli, but I hope to meet them one day and give them a hug.

I hope she saw the passion, and no need to tell Mark Anthony about it.

The food that memory gives to eat is bitter to the taste, and it is only with the teeth of hope that we can bear to bite it.

Fang looked at me, hope in his eyes, and I smirked at him. I save the huge emotional kissy-face for imminent death scenes. This probably didn't qualify.

If you'd sat there any longer,' Annabeth said, 'you would have spontaneously combusted. I hope the conversation was worth it?

But, bless us, things may be lovable that are not altogether handsome, I hope?

I hope you're never happy with anybody but me, and every face you look into, I hope you're haunted by me. Yes, I'm possessive and jealous, at least I speak honestly.

To hope is to see with the eye of the heart.

She knew that what Marianne and her mother conjectured one moment, they believed the next: that with them, to wish was to hope, and to hope was to expect.

People don't cry when they lose their hope. They cry when they get it back.