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Emotion Quotes
"It is through the cracks in our brains that ecstasy creeps in."
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"When onstage, I always try to take my audience through as many emotions as I possibly can. I want them to go from laughter to tears, be shocked and surprised and walk out the door with a renewed sense of themselves - and maybe a smile."
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"The Greek word for "return" is nostos. Algos means "suffering." So nostalgia is the suffering caused by an unappeased yearning to return."
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"Some scars don't hurt. Some scars are numb. Some scars rid you of the capacity to feel anything ever again."
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"What feeling is so nice as a child's hand in yours? So small, so soft and warm, like a kitten huddling in the shelter of your clasp."
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"I was on my face. I heard the count from one to 10. I kept telling myself that I had to get up, but I couldn't move. I couldn't make myself move. It was the strangest feeling."
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"Sorrow spares no one, and scars respect no person."
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"The most beautiful heart of all is the one that can still love even while it bleeds, and especially after its been broken into thousands of pieces."
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"WINTER SPOILER - KINDA IDRKCinder looked away. Though so much had changed between them since that night, it still felt like an ice pick in her heart when she remembered the way he'd looked at her, and his horrified words: You're even more painful to look at than she is."
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"Do I consider myself sexy? It all depends on the way I'm feeling. When I'm happy inside, that's when I feel most sexy."
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"His fingertips came to rest against the back of my hand, sending a zip of current through my whole body. "I'm done hiding, he whispered. "Nothing has changed. I know we might not have a lot of time, but what we do have, I want to spend right here."
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"For who would dare to assert that eternal happiness can compensate for a single moment's human suffering."
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"Men say," Liz reaches for her scissors, "'I can't endure it when women cry'--just as people say, 'I can't endure this wet weather.' As if it were nothing to do with the men at all, the crying. Just one of those things that happen."
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"Adam's lips are set in a grime line. I can't tell if he's about to cry or about to punch the guard. For his sake, I hope it's the former. For you own, I hope the latter."
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"Take care not to welcome today the terrors that will make yesterday's demons look like angels."
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"I regard you with an indifference closely bordering on aversion."
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"I hate you! I screamed at Fang. Tucking my wings in, I aimed downward,diving toward the ground at more than two hundred miles an hour."No you dooonnn't! Fang's voice spiraled away into nothingness, far aboveme.Inside my head, almost drowned out by the roar of wind rushing by my ears, Iheard the Voice make a tsking sound. You guys are crazy about each other, itsaid."
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"He bursts out laughing. It's short, as if he regretted allowing me to make him laugh, but the satisfaction's already mine."
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"Never let the meaning of your love light escape to the dark nothingness of oblivion."
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"I smell him in intervals, in varieties, in ways I don't quite understand."
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"Nothing is more excruciating than hopelessly longing for lost love."
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"His face was so ravaged, it was like looking at death itself. Except for the smooth, silvered part of it. By creeping degrees, his human hand lifted. He turned it over, showing a bloody palm. His cracked lips moved. 'Beloved.'He could not say the word, but I knew it. So did his Fool."
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"Holding the eveningtremblingly close to mei weepinto the sun lettingthe burdenof hopelift off my chesti realizethis is what it meansto be free."
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"Envy is admiration laced with resentment."
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"Because it is a thousand pities never to say what one feels, he thought..."
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"We all have days where we can't pronounce things or give it the emotion it deserves."
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"There are as many kinds of anger as there are of the sunsets with which they ought to end."
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"She was tired of being the one who cried."
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"The thought of two thousand people crunching celery at the same time horrified me."
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"It may be that actual tears have stained the tile floors or soaked into the carpets of such places. It may be that these tears can never be removed. And everywhere the odor of melancholy, that is the very odor of memory."
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"I am lost without you. I am soulless, a drifter without a home, a solitary bird in a flight to nowhere. I am all these things, and I am nothing at all. This, my darling, is my life without you. I long for you to show me how to live again."
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"We should not fail to hide our love for the one who fails to hide hatred."
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