Quotes About Emotion

Les visages de ceux qu'on a le plus aimés s'effacent avec le temps, les voix s'oublient, mais les senteurs, jamais.

Det finns en märklig paradox i en spirande kärlekshistoria. Man blir ängslig. Rädd för att tala om för den andra parten att man inte kan låta bli att tänka på henne eller honom hela tiden. Man vill ge allt, men man snålar, hushållar med lyckan som om den gick att spara, lägga på hög. Kärlekens begynnelse är lika idiotisk som bräcklig.

You dream of a perfect love story, but you're too afraid to let yourself go.

Och tro mig, musiken syns i dina ögon också. Till och med när du blundar.

El amor es a la vez algo triste y maravilloso.

Brutality is just the result of frustration, the incapacity to express oneself in words. Without words, people often resort to fists.

Chaque seconde avec toi compte plus que toute autre seconde.

I am beginning to see how grief has transformed me, humbled me, opened me up, cut through the bullshit of my being. It's not growth anyone wants to do. It's growth that has been thrust upon us, ripped from us, has come from being punched in the soul and kicked in the heart. You have no choice.

There is a weird truth to the idea that if you really don't care, things will generally go your way. If you're really invested and emotionally attached, things will get away from you or at least get chaotic and scary.

To create well I have to be in a good mood, happy and cool.

I - will have poetry in my life. And adventure. And love. Love above all.

William Shakespeare: Can you love a fool? Viola De Lesseps: Can you love a player?

WILL tries to speak but the silver tongue won't work. He is dumb with adoration.

As he goes, we see that VIOLA is love-struck by him, a riot in the heart.

Viola De Lesseps: You have never spoken so well of him before. William Shakespeare: He was not dead before.

He turns to blood. Love at first sight, no doubt about it. VIOLA has not seen him. She is doing a daughter's duty among her parents' friends. The guests form up to begin a changing-partners dance (the very same one you get in every ROMEO and JULIET).

He kisses here with more passion that ceremony

WILL finds the loose end and spins her naked.

As WILL embraces her, VIOLA's eyes flicker open (shielded by WILL from the audience) and the lovers look at each other for a moment as WILL and VIOLA rather than as 'ROMEO' and 'JULIET.' Their eyes are wet with tears.

Taking pictures is savoring life intensely, every hundredth of a second.

I may not always be with you But when we're far apart Remember you will be with me Right inside my heart

There never was a Child so lovely but his Mother was glad to see him asleep. —Ralph Waldo Emerson

What I have in mind is that art may be bad, good or indifferent, but, whatever adjective is used, we must call it art, and bad art is still art in the same way that a bad emotion is still an emotion.

Tant de lâcheté et de mensonge me font monter le cœur aux lèvres.