Quotes About Emotion

Silly words, silly words, silly awful hurting words.

Happy! Of all the nonsense.

In ballet, any dancer who asks himself what step comes next must freeze. Any man who takes a sex manual to bed with him invites frigidity. Dancing, sex, writing a novel--all are a living process, quick thought, emotion making yet more quick thought, and so on, cycling round.

He held both hands over his eyes and applied a steady pressure there as if to crush memory into place.

A great thunderstorm of sound gushed from the walls. Music bombarded him at such an immense volume that his bones were almost shaken from their tendons; he felt his jaw vibrate, his eyes wobble in his head.

Her eyes reversed into herself, to watch the secret heart of herself pounding itself into pieces against the side of her chest.

The blows of his heart might jar him loose, crash him down, but he was glad to hear them, know himself alive.

I'm not a brave person; I'm an angry person on occasion.

The man just opened his mouth, which meant that all kinds of secret doors in his body gave way. He did not sing so much as let his soul free.

I am a passionate, not an intellectual writer, which means my characters must plunge ahead of me to live the story

Her face was like a snow-covered island upon which rain might fall, but it felt no rain; over which clouds might pass their moving shadows, but she felt no shadow.

When a man talks from the heart, in his moment of truth, he speaks poetry.

This is the emotional thing, you see — you must galvanize people, so they want to be completely alive and live forever, or the next thing to it. And out of that comes art, then, and survival through emotion.

Then you don't care any more? I care so much I'm sick.

The two women passed like needles, sewing one tree to the next with their perfume.

Later, going to sleep, he would feel the fiery smile gripped by his face muscles, in the dark. It never went away, that smile, it never ever went away, as long as he remembered.

No puedo más, de veras. Estoy entumecido y cansado. Hoy han ocurrido demasiadas cosas. Me siento como si hubiera pasado cuarenta y ocho horas bajo una lluvia torrencial, sin paraguas ni impermeable. Estoy empapado hasta los huesos de emoción.

I'm soaked to the skin with emotion.

Suddenly, he needed the gun again, to touch the shape of killing, like touching that wild old man.

You see, no one Believes a really all-encompassing and protective love when they see it clear.

La gente era como las antorchas, que ardían hasta consumirse. ¿Acaso había muchas personas cuyos rostros captaban algo tuyo y te devolvían tu propia expresión, tus pensamientos más íntimos?

Yo soy un escritor apasionado, no intelectual, lo que quiere decir que mis personajes tienen que adelantarse a mí para vivir la historia. Si mi intelecto los alcanza demasiado pronto, toda la aventura puede quedar empantanada en la duda y en innumerables juegos mentales.

If it rubs off, it means I'm in love.

How do you get so empty? he wondered. Who takes it out of you? And that awful flower the other day, the dandelion! It had summed up everything, hadn't it? What a shame! You're not in love with anyone! And why not?