Quotes About Emotion

Patriotism, that least discerning of passions. - The Shape of the Sword

Soy esa torpe intensidad que es un alma.

Buenos Aires] No nos une el amor sino el espanto. Será por eso que la quiero tanto

Todo el mundo sabe dónde encontrar la poesía. Y, cuando aparece, uno siente el roce de la poesía, ese especial estremecimiento.

You are the only music my life has understood.

Vi alguna lágrima. El hombre alzaba o alejaba la voz y los acordes casi iguales eran monótonos o, mejor aún, infinitos. Yo hubiera querido que el canto siguiera para siempre y fuera mi vida. ...

En Argentina no nos une la alegría, sino el espanto.

El tema de la envidia es muy español. Los españoles siempre están pensando en la envidia. Para decir que algo es bueno dicen: Es envidiable.

Otálora no sabe si atribuir su reserva a hostilidad, a desdén o a mera barbarie.

No nos une el amor sino el espanto; Será por eso que la quiero tanto.

each time I cross one of the streets in South Buenos Aires, I think of you, Helen;

El más pródigo amor le fue otorgado El amor que no espera ser amado (Hem viel de rijkelijkste liefde toe, De liefde die geen wederliefde hoeft.)

It's the only dish I serve my craziness for color in.

Even the unhappy lover is happier than the nonlover, with whom the lover would never change places. In the fact of loving he has already partaken of something beloved.

Certain is it that there is no kind of affection so purely angelic as of a father to a daughter. In love to our wives there is desire; to our sons, ambition, but to our daughters there is something which there are no words to express.

Plain and simply, a love lyric is one's soul set in motion. If it's good, it may do the same to you.

Love is more powerful than separation, but the latter is more lasting.

Love is the burning point of life, and since all life is sorrowful, so is love. The stronger the love, the more the pain. Love itself is pain, you might say -the pain of being truly alive. [...] But love bears all things. [...] Love itself is pain, you might say - the pain of being truly alive.

Passion makes most psychiatrists nervous

The distance of your love is the distance of your life.   Love is exactly as strong as life.

We no longer desire and fear; we are what was desired and feared.

Love is the burning point of life, and since all life is sorrowful, so is love. The stronger the love, the more the pain. Love itself is pain, you might say -the pain of being truly alive.

Sentiment is an echo of violence. It's not really a vital expression.

The girl was absorbed in him, without consciousness or shame.