Quotes About Emotion

Por mais que ame as palavras, por vezes elas são completamente insuficientes.

it wasn't the body but the way he animated it that had thrilled her.

The man's words have landed on her face and she does – she looks like an Aztec warrior.

you truly are la reina de mi alma." The queen of my soul.

It's as subtle and significant as a heartbeat.

Remorse sleeps during a prosperous period but wakes up in adversity.

O love, if I regret the age when one savors you, it is not for the hour of pleasure, but for the one that follows it.

I don't think you should feel about a film. You should feel about a woman, not a movie. You can't kiss a movie.

Don't ever promise to adore me forever. Let's keep the feeling that this love of ours is a love without tomorow.

No por nada el perro y el gato se tienden furiosos el uno contra el otro. Son dos formas de pasión que se desafían gruñendo

There ran in me sweet lines of poetry

Descoperea aceast? sl?biciune, îi era ciud? pe ea îns??i, dar nu p?rea s?-i reziste. Dragostea se hr?nea aÈ™adar din aceste himere, sentimentul acesta putea fi atât de impur? Uneori avea impresia c? era o juc?rie, juc?ria iluziilor ei sau juc?ria acelei fete care alterna tristeÈ›ea cu batjocura, cinismul cu naivitatea.

What rhymes with smile?" "Bile, as in Your smile makes me want to throw up.

That was when he'd smiled, and after all that seriousness, his smile was a revelation, like a rainbow after a storm, like spring after winter, like dawn after the darkest night. She stopped, opened her notebook, and wrote that down. His smile was a revelation, like a rainbow after a storm, like spring after winter, like dawn after the darkest night. She read it out loud as she wrote.

Even the rest of the cast would feel sorry for her.

Do you think she'll want to later? Rosalind, I mean, not Aunt Claire. I mean, I'm sure Aunt Claire could do football drills if she wanted to, but I'd rather have Ros—I mean…" Tommy had trailed off into an embarrassed silence. Skye

She sat down again. "Oh, Dominic, love has no measure." "What?" "I mean, yes, please kiss me.

Lina loved her little sister so much that it was like an ache under her ribs.

They lifted their faces to the astonishing warmth. The sky arched over them, a pale, clear blue. Lina felt as though a lid that had been on her all her life had been lifted off. Light and air rushed though her, making a song, like the songs of Ember, only it was a song of joy. She looked at Doon and saw that he was smiling and crying at the same time, and she realized that she was, too.

Stowne leaned in to kiss her, their mouth warm, soft as fine sand and still smiling.

How could you ever have loved a man so cruel?' Trusia lifted her chin at that, and regarded me intensely; her voice held a trace of indignance, and I understood that the depth of her love for my father transcended all else. 'You speak as though I had a choice,' she said.

Love was love, but art was art and though he mixed the two a little, he never confused them.

That love was God's love. Where do you think love comes from? It comes from God, and it comes through other people." I think about this. Usually I walk around thinking of love as a kind of gravity. Just one of those laws of nature, a force that has its way with you. I don't tend to wonder where the law might have come from.

Trauma is as subjective as desire, and the meanings we attribute to experiences, as well as the context in which they occur, determine their ultimate effect on our lives.