Quotes About Emotion

Tenderness is a deeper instinct than seduction, which is why it is so hard to give up hope.

La dire, c'est souvent ne pas la vivre. La dire abondamment, c'est souvent la vivre petitement.

La tendresse maternelle et l'érotisme des amants ne sont que des aspects particuliers de l'ardent besoin de contact physique qui fait le fond de la chair et du cÅ"ur.

Yes, we have abolished the distance that artistic contemplation necessarily requires. So what is left? Love plus anatomy are left.

Mes yeux avaient fini par s'habituer à la noirceur et je l'ai vu sortir un grand mouchoir de sa poche de pantalon. Il s'est essuyé les yeux, s'est mouché. Le mouchoir virevoltait dans le noir comme un petit fantôme blanc.

Se c'è un termine che mi definisce veramente è «troppo». Mi innamoro troppo. Mi appassiono troppo. Mi stanco troppo. Mi arrabbio troppo.

If I am more alive because love burns and chars me, as a fire, given wood or wind, feels new elation, it's that he who lays me low is my salvation, and invigorates the more, the more he scars me.

With few words I shall make thee understand my soul.

I know well that, at this hour, I could as easily forget your name as the food by which I live by; nay, it were easier to forget the food, which only nourishes by body miserably, than your name, which nourishes both body and soul, filling the one and the other with such sweetness that neither weariness nor fear of death is felt by me while memory preserves you to my mind. Think, if the eyes could also enjoy their portion, in what condition I should find myself.

Is it any wonder, since, when near the fire, I was melted and burned, if now that it's extinguished outside me, it besets and consumes me inside, and bit by bit reduces me to ashes?

You conquer every hardness with your eyes, as you do likewise every light; so if it can happen that one can die of joy, now would be the time.

that arctic blast you're feeling? it's the chill coming off my cold shoulder

I felt a wave of longing roll out of me, but not the way it usually did, diffuse and sad. This was hopeful, as though it had been coaxed out by a whispered promise.

When it comes to men, it's often easier done than said.

When I sing, I have a sense of peace, I feel like my brain turns off, and I become the core person of who I am - the essence of me. I feel connected to whatever is out there. It's almost like I leave my body and get to watch.

You can't hurt me the way you think you can. But even if you could? I would rather die with the taste of you on my tongue than live and never touch you again. I'm in love with you, Mara. I love you. No matter what you do.

I'm too selfish to leave you," I said. Noah pulled back so I could see his smile. I'm too selfish to let you.

I was going to kiss him, and I was going to regret it. But at that moment, I couldn't bring myself to care.

Threw a spade and got a heart.

You want it to feel like a surprise. You want to keep him guessing whether he'll make you smile entirely so that when you do, he will feel like he's been given a gift.

But that's how the heart is. Stubborn and foolish.

My love is unique an none can rival her. Just by passing, she has already stolen away my heart.

These will be my last moments of peace. . . . From now on, my love. . . will bring nothing but chaos.

My love is unique and none can rival her . . . Just by passing, she has stolen away my heart.