Quotes About Emotion

Why didn't I ask him for his number, address, e-mail — anything? Why? Because I'm in a sodding war zone, that's why. And I'm a soldier. And this wasn't supposed to happen.

A personal brand is a perception or emotion, maintained by somebody other than you, that describes your outstanding qualities and influences that person's relationship with

If there is a God, he thought, I'll speak directly to him when the time comes, and if there isn't a God I'll have to invent one, and I'll find a way to thank him for the way I feel when I watch her move.

Yes, dear reader, that's the other reason we cats purr. Arguably, it's the most important reason: to make you happy. Purring is our V—our way of reminding you that you are loved and special, and that you should never forget how we feel about you, especially when you're vulnerable.

Attachment is when we believe that a person, a thing or an outcome is necessary for our happiness

A half-read book is a half-finished love affair.

A moment passed, perhaps half a second when their faces said what they felt, and then Emma was smiling, laughing, her arms around his neck.

Why can't you just love me? Why can't you just be in love with me?

And you stupid, stupid woman, stupid for caring, stupid for thinking that he cared.

He put one hand lightly on the back of her neck and simultaneously she placed one hand lightly on his hip, and they kissed in the street as all around them people hurried home in the summer light, and it was the sweetest kiss that either of them would ever know. This is where it all begins. Everything starts here, today. And then it was over.

I love you is an interesting phrase, in that apparently small alterations–taking away the I, adding a word like lots or loads–render it meaningless.

Emotional intelligence, the perfect oxymoron!

It's the face itself that I love, not that face at twenty-eight or thirty-four or forty-three. It's that face.

He could feel her laughter against his chest, and at that moment he thought that there was no better feeling than making Emma Morley laugh.

The fact was I loved my wife to a degree that I found impossible to express, and so rarely did.

Light travels differently in a room that contains another person; it reflects and refracts so that even when she was silent or sleeping I knew that she was there.

He wonders if he still might tell her that he loves her or, more tentatively, that he 'thinks he might be in love with her', which is both more touching and easier to back out of.

I love that sound,' he mumbled into her hair. 'Blackbirds at dawn.' 'I hate it. Makes me think I've done something I'll regret.

and not for the first time she felt a reassuring shiver of dislike for him.

He presses two fingers against each eye and attempts to account for this crippling melancholy, but is having trouble with rational thought. It feels as if someone has taken his head and shaken it. Words are turning to mush and he can see no plausible way of getting through this. Don't fall apart, he tells himself, not here, not now. Hold it together.

And is that what love looks like -- all wet mouths and your skirt rucked up?" "Sometimes it is.

Él puso suavemente una mano en la nuca, a la vez que ella le ponía suavemente la suya en la cadera, y se dieron un beso en la calle, rodeados de gente con prisa por volver a casa, en la luz de verano; y sería, para ambos, el beso más dulce de su vida. Aquí empieza todo. Empieza todo aquí, hoy.

The truth is that my heart felt like a fist trying to punch its way though my rib-cage - not from the excitement of it all, though it was thrilling, but from a sense that finally, finally something good was about to happen to me. I felt the proximity of change, and I had wanted more than anything for something in my life to change. Is it still possible to feel like that, I wonder? Or does it only happen to us once?

And there it was. She'd said it and now I could say it back, the most banal and brilliant exchange of dialogue, which we'd repeat, over and over, for just as long as we meant it.