Emotion Quotes
Blushing is the most peculiar and most human of all expressions.
The loss of these tastes [for poetry and music] is a loss of happiness, and may possibly be injurious to the intellect, and more probably to the moral character, by enfeebling the emotional part of our nature.
No doubt as long as man and all other animals are viewed as independent creations, an effectual stop is put to our natural desire to investigate as far as possible the causes of Expression.
The inability to forget is far more devastating than the inability to remember.
You can't reason with your heart; it has its own laws, and thumps about things which the intellect scorns.
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.
I wish I knew why I am so anguished.
Men are climbing to the moon, but they don't seem interested in the beating human heart.
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.
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.
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.
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