Quotes About Emotion

Sometimes I wish I could describe how wonderful I feel in those few seconds from the time he spreads his arms above his head, as if trying to grab hold of something, to the instant he vanishes into the water. But I can never find the right words. Perhaps it's because he's falling through time, to a place where words can never reach.

the sound of his voice could wash away the sour feeling in my stomach.

I suppose memories live here and there in the body. But they're invisible, aren't they? And no matter how wonderful the memory, it vanishes is you leave it alone. If no one pays attention to it. They leave no trace, no evidence that they ever existed.

And even if a memory disappears completely, the heart retains something. A slight tremor or pain, some bit of joy, a tear.

You see, my brother-in-law can never remember you, but he can never forget me

Hur tomt ett hjärta än är försöker det ändå förnimma något.

If you read a novel to the end, then it's over. I would never want to do something as wasteful as that. I'd much rather keep it here with me, safe and sound, forever.

Le sens n'est pas très important. Ce qui l'est, c'est le récit caché au fond des mots. Maintenant, vous êtes en train d'essayer de le faire remonter. Votre cÅ"ur est en train de tenter de faire réapparaître des choses qui ont disparu.

I was always watching you." This could have been a breathless declaration of love or a final farewell.

Amorous cat, alas You too must yowl with your love... or even worse, without!

Eye contact: how souls catch fire.

If love is the treasure, laughter is the key.

You want my ass." "Your heart first," he said, and he sounded dead serious.

Cinema is visually powerful, it is a complete experience, reaches a different audience. It's something I really like. I like movies.

You might think I lost all hope at that point. I did. And as a result I perked up and felt much better.

Si la ville était une illusion, la campagne serait une émotion sans cesse grandissante ; chaque jour qui s'y lève rappelle l'aube de l'humanité, chaque soir s'y amène comme une paix définitive.

Le regret est un état d'âme. Le remords est un cas de conscience. Et je n'ai ni l'un ni l'autre. (p.57)

Her eyes were springs from which ecstasy drew water.

Whoever told you a man mustn't cry doesn't know what it means to be a man.... There's no shame in crying, my boy. Tears are the noblest things we have.

Ton visage est le seul soleil qui me reste

Art is an expression of joy and awe. It is not an attempt to share one's virtues and accomplishments with the audience, but an act of selfless spirit.

this feeling that the air was tearing itself apart.

Still, how I nearly felt. In the midst of all that looking.

It had its moments," I said. "I'll be damned if it didn't have its moments.