Quotes About Emotion

Even now it comes as a shock if by chance I notice in the street a face resembling someone I know however slightly, and I am at once seized by a shivering violent enough to make me dizzy.

Most women have only to lay eyes on you to want to be doing something for you so badly they can't stand it … You're always so timid and yet you're funny … Sometimes you get terribly lonesome and depressed, but that only makes a woman's heart itch all the more for you.

The wound has gradually become dearer to me than my own flesh and blood, and I have thought its pain to be the emotion of the wound as it lived or even its murmur of affection

Logic, inevitably, is the love of logic. It is not the love for living human beings.

Did you cry?" "No. I didn't cry ... I just kept thinking that when human beings get that way, they're no good for anything.

Excessively passionate characters have a tendency to behave poorly.

I even watched in silence when my own wife was violated.

I should have died sooner. But there was one thing: Mama's love. When I thought of that I couldn't die. It's true, as I have said, that just as man has the right to live as he chooses, he has the right to die when he pleases, and yet as long as my mother remained alive, I felt that the right to death would have to be left in abeyance, for to exercise it would have meant killing her too.

I'm told that some men heat their bath water by burning the love letters they get from women

But there is no limit to a proud and beautiful maiden's capacity for cruelty.

You miss her, don't you?" "Yes.

I had the feeling that were Mother to die, my own flesh would melt away with her.

I wept bitterly, crying aloud. I could have wept on and on, interminably.

A sensation of helplessness, as if it were utterly impossible to go on living. Painful waves beat relentlessly on my heart, as after a thunderstorm the white clouds frantically scud across the sky. A terrible emotion — shall I call it an apprehension — wrings my heart only to release it, makes my pulse falter, and chokes my breath. At times everything grows misty and dark before my eyes, and I feel that the strength of my whole body is oozing away through my finger tips.

I am the sort of person who can forget even the name of the woman with whom he attempted suicide) to get off from work. The sushi I was eating had nothing to recommend it. Why, when I have forgotten her name, should I be able to remember so clearly how bad the sushi tasted?

You see, Take-san loves you, Skylark. That's why she cried," she said and squeezed even harder.

Mon regard croisa celui de Tsune-ko et nous échangeâmes un petit sourire triste.

Cependant, à ce moment, j'étais encore incapable de donner leur sens réel à ces mots : « Je veux mourir. » Une idée d'amusement s'y cachait.

I wanted once in my lifetime to know that great savage joy, no matter how immense the suffering that might ensue.

I felt so grateful, so happy for that gentle smile that I averted my face and wept. I was completely shattered and smothered by that one gentle smile.

It was her love which gave me the strength to make all the rest of the calls, this time without once weeping.

Suffering breeds suffering, and sighs draw only more sighs from within.

Father was talking with a guest in the next room, and my words were meant for him. Needless to say, they never reached his ear, let alone his heart.

Chorei amargamente e num tom alto. Poderia ter continuado a chorar para o resto da minha vida