Quotes About Emotion

He looks like a man who is stricken, trying not to look stricken. He

Love begins as a rhapsody and ends as a dirge.

That is the gift of love, not only that you have somebody but that you are changed by somebody.

You know, if I've learned anything in my life, it's this: you can push away everything but love. It will not leave. It will wait. Unto death, it will wait. You might as well accept it. You might as well give it freely, too—even more than freely. Anything else is pure exhaustion.

The only thing wrong in making love was being intimate with one you in fact did not love.

MADDY FEELS HER MOTHER SOMETIMES AS A GLOW IN HER BRAIN, AS A KNOCK AT HER HEART, AS A WHISPER SHE CAN'T QUITE HEAR.

There was in it a moment of indignity, nearly comedic - a feeling that I had lost my balance. But I had not.

Fate is a part of our lives. Another part is choice. But the biggest part is the mystery, the great unknowable, about which we feel so many things, including joy.

I made him ricotta pancakes with pecan syrup for breakfast. And he ate them, knowing he'd be dumping me right afterward. What kind of person does that?

A romantic man often feels more uplifted with two women than with one: his love seems to hit the ideal mark somewhere between two different faces.

But surely love wouldn't get so much talked about if there were not something in it?

This isn't a game for me. I love you, Ivy, and one day you're going to believe me.

Everyday, every hour, I have held you close in my heart.

You fell in love with me?

you can?t always choose how you love a person. Love isn?t logical or fair. It just happens.

So what don't you get? The way people talk and act like they're crazy in love, and then, ding , suddenly they're not. It's like it was all just pretend. Like it's just a game. He crunched on an ice cube. Well, sometimes it is just a game. Then how are you supposed to believe someone when it isn't ?

Love can fuel hate.

I'll never stop wanting to kiss you, he whispered.

Was it possible that only love could bend the bow of bronze?

The man did not even hear her. His eyes had gone straight to Mercy where she sat by the hearth, and her own eyes stared back, enormous in her white face. Then with a hoarse, wordless sigh, John Holbrook stumbled across the room, and went down on his knees with his head in Mercy's lap.

God is an experience of supreme love.

You have no idea how strong my love is!

He was powerful and I died of love in his shadow.

By unnerving definition, anything that the heart has chosen for its own mysterious reasons it can always unchoose later—again, for its own mysterious reasons.