Quotes About Emotion

Clarence is completely taken aback. They meet in a long, passionate lovers' kiss. Their kiss breaks and slowly the world comes back to normal.

Music in movies is all about dissonance and consonance, tension and release.

she never asked. She waited for the shrapnel buried in his soul to work its own way to the surface.

Memories are like dreams, free of meaning save for that which we choose to impart.

Guilt resembles a sword with two edges. On the one hand, it cuts for Justice, imposing practical morality upon those who fear it. But there is another side to that weighted emotion. Conscience does not always adhere to rational judgment. Guilt is always a self-imposed burden, but it is not always rightly imposed.

I'll become stronger by purposely facing what I am afraid of. It's OK that I'm anxious right now. I can handle these sensations. I can handle this uncertainty. I want this anxiety. I want this uncertainty. Love the mat. Run toward the roar.

Faith is the truth of passion. Since no passion is more true than another, faith is the truth of nothing.

Love is lust made meaningful. Hope is hunger made human.

Uncertainty is the very essence of romance.

Loneliness was not a matter of solitude but of the spirit and often much greater in company for that very reason.

The call to delight in our heavenly Father is not one that can be rightly obeyed with bootstrap effort. One cannot grimly determine to rejoice in the grace of God. The only way to rejoice the way David did is to be overcome with emotion. David's joyous dance was true to who he was and true to how he felt about God. It was David becoming like a child, so much so that he insisted on giving in to his willingness, even his eagerness, to become undignified.

Whenever you are ready, or if you never are, my heart is yours....

Surely He does not give us hearts so we may spend our lives ignoring them.

Every time he glances at me I feel it just as surely as if he has reached out and run his finger along my soul. It is all I can do not to smile at the sheer wonder of it.

Good dog,' she said, stoking his head. 'Good sweet dog.' That was one of the great things about dogs. They always loved you no matter what was going on.

But I wasn't feeling like a winner. I felt like an ugly freak.

Forgiveness is worthless to us emotionally if we can't forgive ourselves.

What happens is of little significance compared with the stories we tell ourselves about what happens. Events matter little, only stories of events affect us.

Memory chooses to preserve what desire cannot hope to sustain.

Sex, like art, can unsettle a soul, can grind a heart in a mortar. Sex, like literature, can sneak the other within one's wall, even if for only a moment, a moment before one immures oneself again.

Passion was the antithesis of morality.

In every evocation of a childhood scene, my stepfather's face is the least detailed, the most out of focus; when I think of him my memory's eyes have cataracts.

He may be my half brother, but we're not related. A chasm of incommunicable worlds lies between us.

She can be ornery now and then, vain for sure, petulant and impetuous, silly at times, ill disposed toward the help, even malicious and malevolent when angry, but, still, she has always been the one for me.