Quotes About Emotion

Then love knew it was called love. And when I lifted my eyes to your name, suddenly your heart showed me my way

The artist is a receptacle for the emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider's web.

Why do two colors, put one next to the other, sing? Can one really explain this? No.

Art washes away from the soul, the dust of everyday living.

The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape, from a spider's web.

The artist is a receptacle for emotions that come from all over the place: from the sky, from the earth, from a scrap of paper, from a passing shape...

If I paint a wild horse, you might not see the horse... but surely you will see the wildness!

Painting is just another way of keeping a diary.

Wine, like food, is so emotional. If you think about it, so much of the courting ritual is surrounded by wine and food. There's a built-in romance to wine.

Agitation due to circumstances occurs when because of an external incident, you follow a thought, and your mind becomes agitated and scatters into a disturbing emotion. When that happens, keep the attitude of "There is no need to do anything!" Train in loving kindness and compassion, disenchantment, means and knowledge, and devotion. Following that, persevere in the practice as at the time of the view. That will clear it.

I'm so sorry. I love you. I never could have hurt you.

But the truth was when it came to grief, each person was an island, alone.

And once out, Eleanor thought silently, you can't put it back any more than returning a mist of perfume to a bottle once it has been sprayed.

No me he permitido pensar en esas cosas, sabiendo que, si me permitiera siquiera un goteo de recuerdos, me ahogaría en una marea que sería incapaz de frenar.

My eyes begin to sting. I brush my hand across them impatiently. Crying isn't going to help. I have to figure out what to do.

Sometimes, like after recently learning about Margot, it is easy to despise him. Other times, though, when we lay in the dark and his uniform is gone, he is just a man who brings me pleasure and comfort. I can almost forget who he is, who we both are. Almost.

It's as though for just a few minutes her flawless exterior cracked open a bit, and I could see the love and hurt inside.

His sadness resonated with me and we were drawn to one another.

him. "Maybe." "Well, before you make your decision, I just wanted to remind you of the good times we had.

He loved her. It was as simple and as complicated as that.

Of this he was certain: to be in her presence was to know delight in a more vivid sense than ever he had before.

I love you Reece Sheridan." He grinned. "I kinda figured.

I wanted to ask you one day but the time never seemed right, but we started talking and...Hell, I don't even have a ring. ... I'm naked here, bella, just laying myself out for you, telling you how I feel.

You were inside my body, but somehow 'tis my soul you touched, Iain Mackinnon.