Quotes About Emotion

Love at first sight might or might not be a thing, but love in a single moment is.

She was antimatter, with added self-pity.

Some humans not only liked violence, but craved it, I realised. Not because they wanted pain, but because they already had pain and wanted to be distracted away from that kind of pain with a lesser kind.

Love was a way to live forever in a single moment, and it was also a way to see yourself as you had never actually seen yourself, and made you realise – having done so – that this view was a more meaningful one than any of your previous self-perceptions and selfdeceptions.

He smiled softly. "People you love never die." I had no idea of the sense of his words, but they stayed with me for centuries.

Feeling. That is what it is about. People place so much value on thought, but feeling is as essential.

The silence at the end of the song is as important as the song itself.

The very reason such music exists is because it is a language that couldn't be communicated in any other way. But all I can say is that I felt suddenly

She leaned towards me and kissed me on the lips. It was just a peck, but a peck on the lips was not just a peck. 'What was that for?' I asked. I could just about see her smile in the moonlight. It wasn't a flirtatious smile. It was a plain, matter-of-fact one. 'For you to have something else to occupy your mind.

What we say aloud can never quite capture what we feel inside, but that is almost the point. Words don't capture, they release.

Love was trapping me here.

Forcing yourself to see the world through love's gaze can be healthy. Love is an attitude to life. It can save us.

That is what the taste of blood does. It takes away the gap between thought and action.To think is to do. There is no unlived life inside you as the air speeds past your body, as you look down at the dreary villages and market towns...

when you write with a pen it is like writing with a part of yourself like it is another finger.

This must be the hardest bit about being a spy, she thought. The emotion people store in you, like a bad investment.

Fish get depressed when they have a lack of stimulation. A lack of everything. When they are just there, floating in a tank that resembles nothing at all.

Regrets ignore chronology. They float around. The sequence of these lists changes all the time.

A kiss,' she said, 'is like music. It stops time...

I love her so much. I could not love her more. And the terror of not allowing myself to lover her has beaten that fear of losing her.

I click through her photos.

The past resides inside the present, repeating hiccuping, reminding you of all the stuff that no longer is. It bleeds out from road signs and plaques on park benches and songs and surnames and faves and the covers of books.

This must be the hardest bit about being a spy, she thought. The emotion people store in you, like a bad investment. You feel like you are robbing people of something.

Kissing is what humans do when words have reached a place they can't escape from. It is a switch to another language. The kiss was an act of defiance, maybe of war. You can't touch us, is what the kiss said.

There was an inescapable feeling brewing in the darkness. Envy.