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Emotion Quotes

I have feelings too. I am still human. All I want is to be loved, for myself and for my talent.

You're always running into people's unconscious.

Men are climbing to the moon, but they don't seem interested in the beating human heart.

I always like walking in the rain, so no one can see me crying.

I was a worshipper of the foolhardy and the melodramatic, a dreamer and a moper, raging at life and loving it, a mind in a chrysalis yet erupting with sudden bursts of maturity.

Every heart has its own skeletons.

I wish I knew why I am so anguished.

For a few seconds they looked silently into each other's eyes, and the distant and impossible suddenly became near, possible, and inevitable.

Not one word, not one gesture of yours shall I, could I, ever forget.

A lifetime of happiness! No man alive could bear it: it would be hell on earth.

The speech of my heart will be carried on in murmurings of a song.

Love is a fleeting emotion, to reach true nirvana one must know themselves and forsake love, for it breeds contempt.

There are no good-byes, where ever you'll be, you'll be in my heart.

A poem begins with a lump in the throat; a homesickness or a love sickness. It is a reaching-out toward expression; an effort to find fulfillment. A complete poem is one where an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Suddenly, quietly, you realize that - from this moment forth - you will no longer walk through this life alone. Like a new sun this awareness arises within you, freeing you from fear, opening your life. It is the beginning of love, and the end of all that came before.

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.

Avoid excessive merriment. A mind in that state never becomes calm; it becomes fickle. Excessive merriment will always be followed by sorrow. Tears and laughter are near kin. People so often run from one extreme to the other.

When a father gives to his son, both laugh; when a son gives to his father, both cry.

I'll note you in my book of memory.

I use emotion for the many and reserve reason for the few.