Quotes About Emotion

La pasión no es negociable.

Un sexo sin creatividad es demasiado animal.

La indignación puede definirse como un sentimiento de cólera ante la injusticia. Cuando sentimos una oleada de ácido clorhídrico en el estómago, cuando se nos va la voz o nos ponemos rojos de la rabia, cuando no podemos pegar el ojo pensando en lo que nos hicieron, cuando una fuerza interior desconocida nos impide olvidar, es probable, aunque no definitivo, que estemos frente a un derecho vital.

La falsa paradoja: idiota feliz o sabio infeliz queda resuelta. Hay una tercera opción mejor: sabio feliz, así sea redundante, porque no existe sabiduría sin alegría.

El amor es lo que somos.

No olvidemos que ser deseable no implica ser querible. En suma: deseo no es amor.

no te merece quien no te ame

uno no se enamora del que quiere, sino del que puede).

La indiferencia mata

ser tú mismo con la mayor intensidad posible

Hay cosas que no están hechas para pensar, sino para vibrar con ellas

Habrá mayor insensatez que amar lo que no soy y de extrañar lo que nunca he sido?

We are no longer happy so soon as we wish to be happier.

The flame of anger, bright and brief, sharpens the barb of love.

Prose on certain occasions can bear a great deal of poetry; on the other hand, poetry sinks and swoons under a moderate weight of prose.

We are no longer happy as soon as we wish to be happier.

No truer word, save God's, was ever spoken, Than that the largest heart is soonest broken.

With a smile on her lips, and a tear in her eye.

I will tear this folly from my heart, though every fibre bleed as I rend it away!

She wasn't given to thinking very far, but she did a lot of intelligent feeling.

My smile did not seem to be working. I used to have a good one. Now I get the feeling people regard it as something I just drop over my face, like a page on a flip chart.

He explained what he saw in her eyes, which was not sadness or disappointment but understanding. Sympathy, he said, and wit. At some level sympathy implied knowledge and knowledge had a melancholy aspect. He believed that was universally true, no exceptions. When you knew too much you felt a natural distress but that was something quite different from fundamental personal sadness, sadness as a trait, like blue eyes. Her distress was not temperamental but intellectual.

Dance like you're stamping on a human face forever, love like you've been in a serious car crash that minced the front of your brain, stab like no one can arrest you, and live like there's no such thing as God.

Anger will destroy you faster than any turtle. Anger robs the mind of its eyes of reason. And you live by your mind. We are weaker than the buffalo and slower than the horse. Our nails are not so sharp as the lion's. But where we walk, we rule. The difference is our minds. Anger clouds our minds.