Quotes About Emotion

And I look right into his eyes, right into him as far as I can see, because I want him to hear me, I want him to hear me with everything I mean and feel and say.

And I feel her against me - And I think Viola - I think VIOLA! - I think VIOLA!!!!

You're the thing that matters to me, Todd. Out of this whole planet, you're the only thing that matters.

Without pain, it feels almost like I don't have a body at all, almost like I'm a ghost, sitting in a chair, blinded and eternal. Like I'm dead already. Cuz how do you know yer alive if you don't hurt?

A feeling may or may not be true, but you still feel it.

You felt the excitement when we chased them up the hill," the Mayor's saying. "I saw it. It blazed through your Noise like a fire. Every man in the army felt the same thing. You're never more alive than in battle." "Never more dead after," I say.

This is it. This is goodbye. A goodbye I wasn't even looking for.

But I just put my hand on the back of his neck- And he says, "Viola-?" And I pull myself toward him- And I kiss him. And it feels like, finally.

Close enough so I can see the smile, a smile I know full well, a smile that clubs, a smile that beats, a smile that dominates.

Harry leaned forward, his eyes flashing. "I see nothing.

Raising his eyes to look directly into Linus's face was maybe the scariest thing he'd had to do all day long, but it was only the free-falling terror that always accompanied hope.

His chest still burned, so much he couldn't tell where the anger stopped and the wound began.

And by being possessed, you possess, because that's how love works.

I will never let go of this knife, no matter what she says, no matter how she says it. She

Is it because hope is scary?' my father asked. I looked back at him, startled. 'You think so, too?' He smiled, full of love. 'Hope is terrifying, Viola,' he said. 'No one wants to admit it, but it is.

You are what you remember. You are what you hold on to.

Ojalá me quedaran cien años -dijo con voz muy baja-. Cien años que darte.

And a part of you wished it would just end, said the monster, even if it meant losing her. Conor nodded, barely able to speak.

I am this wild earth, come for you.

You can't redeem him, Todd," she says, a little softer but I flinch a bit at the word redeem. "You can't. Because he doesn't want it.

He walked on angrily to school. He blamed Lily because it was mostly her fault, wasn't it? He blamed Lily, because who else was there?

Mrs. Mitchell," Henna greets, her voice three sizes smaller than a minute ago.

He could feel his throat choking again and his eyes watering. It wasn't the drowning of the nightmare, though. It was simpler, clearer. Still just as hard.

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