Quotes About Emotion

Good or bad, everything smelled more in the South. Inside

I craved my mom, even when she was standing right next to me. With her hand in mine and my head resting on her hip, I wondered what I could do to make her feel as light as she seemed to be with everyone else. I wanted her to gently touch my arm and laugh at my knock-knock jokes the way she did when strangers said anything at all. What would it feel like to have my mom all to myself?

Looking at them now, I realized love wasn't something you could perform but something you felt together.

I was fifteen then, too young to fall in-love. Or maybe it is only then, with dew of childhood still in my eyes, that I was capable of such love. I will never know, of course.

Kad budu svi roktali svojim svinjskim srcima, poslednji koji ?e još gledati ljudskim o?ima i ose?ati ljudskim srcem bi?e oni kojima ne bejaše strano iskustvo umetnosti.

Y no permita que la literatura, en su caso, sustituya al amor. La literatura también es peligrosa. La vida no se puede reemplazar con nada.

My parakeet died. We were playing badminton.

There's kind of a cool feel that happens every now and then. I guess that feel is the thing that makes the score its own score. But, I don't know exactly what that is. So, it's hard for me to answer that question.

Was herunterfallen kann, hält man mit Händen, doch was in meinem Herzen ist, damit werde ich sterben.

This book is dedicated to you, who taught me how profoundly one human being can love another.

Love with delight discourses in my mindUpon my lady's admirable gifts…Beyond the range of human intellect.

Beauty awakens the soul to act.

Love hath so long possessed me for his ownAnd made his lordship so familiar.

What sweet thoughts, what longing led them to the woeful pass.

Sabes lo que es un suspiro? —Supongo que me lo dirás. —Es el aire que te sobra por alguien que te falta.

Vivir sin enamorarse perdidamente es no haber vivido en absoluto.

Conservar algo que me ayude a recordarte, sería admitir que te puedo olvidar»,

You think I am afraid to love you, ma fee? Look at me, my only love, and see how you hold my heart in your hands, see how much I love you when you look into my eyes.

Je me souviens de mon effroi devant un premier baiser. Et si l'autre me mangeait la langue? C'est d'abord mon meilleur morceau de viande que je lui confie aveuglément.

L'accent, c'est l'émotion d'une langue.

If only there could be an invention that bottled up a memory, like scent. And it never faded, and it never got stale. And then, when one wanted it, the bottle could be uncorked, and it would be like living the moment all over again.

Happiness is not a possession to be prized, it is a quality of thought, a state of mind.

I am glad it cannot happen twice, the fever of first love. For it is a fever, and a burden, too, whatever the poets may say.

It wasn't that she didn't believe in love; but she no longer believed in it for herself.