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Emotion Quotes


"What was the point of being able to forgive, when deep down, you both had to admit you'd never forget?"


"I have wanted to kill myself a hundred times, but somehow I am still in love with life. This ridiculous weakness is perhaps one of our more stupid melancholy propensities, for is there anything more stupid than to be eager to go on carrying a burden which one would gladly throw away, to loathe one's very being and yet to hold it fast, to fondle the snake that devours us until it has eaten our hearts away?"


"And the candle by the light of which she had been reading that book filled with anxieties, deceptions, grief and evil, flared up brighter than ever, lit up for her all that had once been darkness, sputtered, grew dim and went out for ever."


"Since boyhood, fury had become his father. His older brother. His only protector. Fury gave him strength and courage and spurred him to always move forward despite always getting things wrong and always failing and no mentor there to help him or teach him and everyone always laughing. Anger delivered him from catastrophe. Rage kept him from going under. It had come to be his greatest asset and only strategy."


"I obscenity in the milk of my shame."


"Yes, he knew he was falling in love, her way. And the worst part was, as disabling as he found the emotion to be he craved it all the more. To feel this way about a woman was amazing even if it was 'temporary and fleeting', as he'd put it. It was a natural high like he'd never felt before. One he couldn't get enough of."



"There should be no restlessness within, no matter what the circumstances. If there is restlessness within, know that the kashays have not left yet."


"And yet I shall try again: "they are murdering me!"--all right, all together once more: "they are murdering me!" and again: "murdering"... I want to write this in such a way that you will cover your ears, your membranaceous, simian ears that you hide under strands of beautiful feminine hair--but I know them, I see them, I pinch them, the cold little things, I worry them with my fingers to somehow warm them, bring them to life, render them human, force them to hear me."


"A mind might ponder its thought for ages, and not gain so much self-knowledge as the passion of love shall teach it in a day."


"Feeling my own humiliation in my heart like the sharp prick of a needle."


"Those eyes had seen people weep, and had cared, and had hurt them again anyway. It's a look that no human eyes should ever have."


"There is no greater beast than envy, no greater thief than fear, no greater enemy than greed, no greater predator than wrath, and no greater poison than bitterness."


"There is something pleasurable in calm remembrance of a past sorrow."


"To feel alone is to be alone."


"You don't annoy me. Carefully he rebuttoned the placket of her shirt. "I thought you did, at first. But now I realize it was more like the feeling you get when your foot's been asleep. And when you start moving, the blood coming back into it is uncomfortable . . . but also good. Do you understand what I mean?"Yes. I make your feet tingle.A smile came to his lips. "Among other things."


"Until you experience real loneliness, you shall never know what real loneliness is. So many people feel miserable and lonely just because they ignore their inner man, create a gap between themselves and their inner man, and neglect their true self!"


"When ladies as young, and good, and beautiful as you are," replied the girl steadily, "give away your hearts, love will carry you all lengths--even such as you, who have home, friends, other admireres, everything to fill them. When such as I, who have no certain roof but the coffin-lid, and no friend in sickness or death but the hospital nurse, set our rotten hearts on any man, and let him fill the place that has been a blank through all our wretched lives, who can hope to cure us? Pity us, lady--pity us for having only one feeling of the woman left, and for having that turned, by a heavy judgment, from a comfort and a pride, into a new means of violence and suffering."


"One gets so hopelessly tired of deception."


"And the poor lady, so small in her black satin, shrivelled up and sallow, with her funny corkscrew curls, took the little boy on her lap and put her arms around him and wept as though her heart would break. But her tears were partly tears of happiness, for she felt that the strangeness between them was gone. She loved him now with a new love because he had made her suffer."


"She had set out to break him, as if, unable to equal his value, she could surpass it by destroying it, as if the measure of his greatness would thus become the measure of hers, as if the vandal who smashed a statue were greater than the artist who had made it, as if the murderer who killed a child were greater than the mother who had given it birth."


"The heart of man is vulnerable to negativity, but it could be easily fortified with positivity."


"I hope I know my own unworthiness, and that I hate and despise myself and all my fellow-creatures as every practicable Christian should."


"We love things because they reflect our imaginative love in their expression."


"How you feel after reading something indicates not what you've read but where you are at."


"When we are in a wrong environment, we feel so paranoid, yet unwilling to move out. There's no need for pussyfooting, we got to release our poisonous fluid and scream aloud, storming out of the show like a radical."


"And then something invisible snapped insider her, and that which had come together commenced to fall apart."


"Emotional safety is feeling internally secure and confident in your life."



"Belikov is a sick, evil man who should be thrown into a pit of rabid vipers for the great offense he commited against you this morning.""Thank you." I said primly. Then, I considered. "Can vipers be rabid?""I don't see why not. Everything can be. I think. Canadian geese might be worse than vipers, though.""Canadian geese are deadlier than vipers?""You ever try to feed those little bastards? They're vicious. You get thrown to vipers, you die quickly. But the geese? That'll go on for days. More suffering.""Wow. I don't know whether I should be impressed or frightened that you've thought about all of this."


"I gave you painted air - tears I couldn't weep - truths I couldn't speak - all the words that caught in my throat..."
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