Quotes About Emotion

She wanted—what some people want throughout life—a grief that should deeply touch her, and thus humanize and make her capable of sympathy.

Shigure: "That's lovely. She's so... how shall I say it? By putting it into words I'm afraid the nobility of it all would only be obscured." Yuki: "Of what?" Shigure: "You know, she's so spunky!" Kyo: "You sick bastard!

I love you. I love you just the way you are. I love you so much!" ~Kyo

My chest hurts...It hurts. The sound of his name is like a knife in my heart.

If you didn't have someone to hate, you wouldn't know what to do with yourself, would you?

Because you are like that sky. Because I feel it so much that it breaks my heart…I love you.

When did I start feeling like my name had a special ring to it whenever you called out to me? When did I start doing dumb stuff over and over again, as long as I knew it would make you smile. When did I start...loving you so much I couldn't stand it?

I do want to be with him. Not being able to...breaks my heart. It breaks my heart.

It's okay...for me to be here...it's okay. Even if I'm like this.

I can't. Stop...don't go anywhere...don't leave me.

Give them back! Give my tears back, right now——with interest!!

If there's someone you like and they like you back…It's close to a miracle…

My talent was the uncompromising ability to feel spite.

You poor, deluded woman...do you believe there is any such thing as love?...You're living an illusion. Do you believe the words of love they whisper in the ears of penniless women like us?

My heart faltered, overcome by its frightened, almost frenzied beating because of something I had just lost, or was on the point of losing for ever. My fingers grasped at his hand with such violence that no force in the world, no matter how great, could take it away from me.

You poor, deluded woman...do you believe there is any such thing as love.

I was on the point of losing, or had just lost, for ever. My fingers held on to her hand with such violence that no force on earth, no matter how great, could tear it away from me.

But in love I gave all: my capabilities, my efforts, my feelings, my deepest emotions. Like a saint, I gave everything I had without ever counting the cost.

She was unsure of the meaning of the word 'envy' but had inherited it as she'd inherited her nose and arms and eyes.

Letting off steam always produces more heat than light.

Whenever passion prevails over reason, truth becomes a casualty.

Without the threat of suffering, we can't experience true joy.

Boredom is a mask frustration wears.

What's happening is merely what's happening. How you feel about it is another matter.