Quotes About Emotion

You are struck with a sour feeling of regret for a mistake you did not commit: You are not responsible for what happened.

And I want I want to live And to forget you

A University degree, four books, and hundreds of articles and I still make mistakes when reading. You wrote me 'good morning' and I read it as 'I love you'.

they asked "do you love her to death? i said "speak of her over my grave and watch how she brings me back to life

His heart felt dangerously full, for the first time in years. That dried-up battered organ, suddenly flush with love. It could kill him.

instead of being in history he was in love

Let your love be like the misty rains, coming softly, but flooding the river.

the eye should not see until the heart has conceived

We sometimes laugh from ear to ear, but it would be impossible for a smile to be wider than the distance between our eyes.

Laughter is regional: a smile extends over the whole face.

The flower in the vase smiles, but no longer laughs.

No se puede vivir sin amar

For as we stretch & strain to look through the various windows into the past, we do not merely see a bygone people hunting, fishing, painting their bodies, & dancing their dances. If we look long enough, if we dwell on their joy, fear, & reverence, we may in the end catch glimpses of almost forgotten aspects of our own selves.

This horror of pain is a rather low instinct and... if I think of human beings I've known and of my own life, such as it is, I can't recall any case of pain which didn't, on the whole, enrich life.

I beg you to believe that life is not a process, it's a drama

Music is more emotional than prose, more revolutionary than poetry. I'm not saying I've got the answers, just a of questions that I don't hear other artists asking.

Usually when people are sad, they don't do anything. They just cry over their condition. But when they get angry, they bring about a change.

Frustration is one of the greatest things in art; satisfaction is nothing.

Yes, only a fool would have slipped into her deepest reaches and grasped the woman within. The whole of her so fine and glorious, he had reverently fondled each nuance of her mind.

His voice. Never had she heard anything like it, an undulating sound like fine gravel sifted through raw silk.

Don't you know that boys don't cry?' Adam grinned. 'Shall I tell you something I've only recently discovered,' I replied, not attempting to hide the tears rolling down my face and not the least bit ashamed of them. 'Boys don't cry, but real men do.

But remember this if nothing else: I love you more than there are words or stars. I love you more than there are thoughts and feelings. I love you more than there are seconds or moments gone or to come. I love you.

Boys don't cry, but men do.

Never, ever allow yourself to feel. Feelings kill.