Quotes About Emotion

Es muy posible desear morir, cuando se ama demasiado la vida

Why did You bid me drown the letter? I have lost something that he touched, and the destruction of it has gained You nothing, for now I no longer read the words, I hear them, as if he implored me face to face. Speak to me, Jacob, do not play the tyrant. Speak to me.

Violent love eats up what it does love, and is mere appetite.

I took up the letter. On seeing the first line I knew it directly, but could not hold back from reading the whole thing, not once but many times, for it was the only love letter I had received in my life.

Happiness makes the heartless man, someone told me when I was a child. We arrived home happy and heartless.

Of all things love is the most potent.

Don't let it rule you: it will ruin you...

Happiness is sometimes an illusion. Real happiness lasts more than a moment...

Love begins at home, and it is not how much we do, but how much love we put in the action that we do.

Acts committed in the heat of passion as much as acts of heartfelt compassion have the power to disenchant

Everyone grieves in different ways. For some, it could take longer or shorter. I do know it never disappears. An ember still smolders inside me. Most days, I don't notice it, but, out of the blue, it'll flare to life.

Music acts like a magic key, to which the most tightly closed heart opens.

The Everly Brothers. 'Bye Bye Love.

Bear," she cried. "I love you. Pull my head off.

Ezerszer jobban szeretlek, mint az életemet, ezerszer jobban, mint magam is képzelem.

Lehet, hogy valaha szebb n?re bukkansz nálam – bár hajdan azt hajtogattad, én se vagyok éppen rút! –, de senki szívében nem találsz majd akkora szenvedélyt, mint az enyémben. Azt hiszed, számít más? Semmi, csak ez.

Tão deslumbrada fiquei com os teus cuidados, que bem ingrata seria se não te quisesse com desvario.

E porque razão, uma cega inclinação e um cruel destino, persistem quase sempre em prender-nos àqueles que só a outros são sensíveis?

Life without a taste of irrational, of crazy, is a boring book.

Love turns animal into angel, but also conversely.

Love – a carousel that anyone rides for as long as he can last out of how much he is willing to pay. Life, for most of us, also.

Love – are you still excited by a coat you wear every day? Love is not a coat – I was told in reply…

Misery is a binder (of the soul) stronger than happiness.

You can only touch infinity by achieving a heart of violins. You can not be in an enormous love more than the one that imagines that much horizon.