1,420 Emotion Quotes

I have often seen an actor laugh off the stage, but I don't remember ever having seen one weep.

Do you know what makes the prison disappear? Every deep, genuine affection. Being friends, being brothers, loving, that is what opens the prison, with supreme power, by some magic force. Without these one stays dead. But whenever affection is revived, there life revives.

Love always brings difficulties, that is true, but the good side of it is that it gives energy.

When I have a terrible need of - shall I say the word - religion. Then I go out and paint the stars.

There is no formula for generating the authentic warmth of love. It cannot be copied. You cannot talk yourself into it or rouse it by straining at the emotions or by dedicating yourself solemnly to the service of mankind. Everyone has love, but it can only come out when he is convinced of the impossibility and the frustration of trying to love himself. This conviction will not come through condemnations, through hating oneself, through calling self love bad names in the universe. It comes only in the awareness that one has no self to love.

No, this trick won't work... How on earth are you ever going to explain in terms of chemistry and physics so important a biological phenomenon as first love?

To be a character who feels a deep emotion, one must go into the memory's vault and mix in a sad memory from one's own life.

To love for the sake of being loved is human, but to love for the sake of loving is angelic.

In the meantime, it just makes it a little harder to smile. But so does the world.

During the 1960s, I think, people forgot what emotions were supposed to be. And I don't think they've ever remembered.

The truth is, laughter always sounds more perfect than weeping. Laughter flows in a violent riff and is effortlessly melodic. Weeping is often fought, choked, half strangled, or surrendered to with humiliation.

Fear is pain arising from the anticipation of evil.

I watched them from the window, thy children at their play, And I thought of all my own dear friends, who were far, oh, far away, And childish loves, and childish cares, and a child's own buoyant gladness Came gushing back again to me with a soft and solemn sadness; And feelings frozen up full long, and thoughts of long ago, Seemed to be thawing at my heart with a warm and sudden flow.

By whatever means it is accomplished, the prime business of a play is to arouse the passions of its audience so that by the route of passion may be opened up new relationships between a man and men, and between men and Man. Drama is akin to the other inventions of man in that it ought to help us to know more, and not merely to spend our feelings.

I'm not always depressed: only when I think and feel.

There's nothing on my mind that couldn't be expressed by a long insane outburst of hysterical rage.

You will never know the feeling of a driver when winning a race. The helmet hides feelings that cannot be understood.

I write just because the fire of my emotion is burning. Had I not, I would not have been able to find peace.

Pain reaches the heart with electrical speed, but truth moves to the heart as slowly as a glacier.

Commanded love of all men indiscriminately is an obliteration of distinction between love and hate, and therefore is not love at all.

A man who strains himself on the stage is bound, if he is any good, to strain all the people sitting in the stalls.

The man who laughs has simply not yet had the terrible news.

Indignation is a submission of our thoughts, but not of our desires.

Men who are unhappy, like men who sleep badly, are always proud of the fact.

I wouldn't worry too much about your heart. You can always put that award where your heart ought to be.

About six months ago, I listened to Siamese Dream. That was the first time I'd ever really heard my own album, because I had separated from the experience of making the record. And it really moved me. It made me cry, it's so beautiful.

One good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain.

The piano is always true to me. In times of despair, happiness, and joy, its mood is always my own.

A quick temper will make a fool of you soon enough.

By adopting a certain physical posture, a resonant chord is struck in spirit.

This music is forever for me. It's the stage thing, that rush moment that you live for. It never lasts, but that's what you live for.

Reason must be the universal rule and guide; all things must be done according to reason without allowing oneself to be swayed by emotion.

Religion is tied to the deepest feelings people have. The love that arises from that stewing pot is the sweetest and strongest, but the hate is the hottest, and the anger is the most violent.

Don't lie to me! Don't seem so normal when I know you have cut yourself off from me in your heart! If you can put on our affectionate closeness like a mask, then I'll never be able to take joy in it again.

Love is random; fear is inevitable.

This emotion I'm feeling now, this is love, right?

Suppressed grief suffocates, it rages within the breast, and is forced to multiply its strength.

Whether you call my heart affectionate, or you call it womanish: I confess, that to my misfortune, it is soft.

Never let go of that fiery sadness called desire.

A great sentiment can be rendered immediately. Dream on it and look for the simplest form in which you can express it.

I thought the only lonely place was on the moon.

I was terrorized by the emotional requirements of being an actor. Acting is like letting your pants down; you're exposed.

Love that is not madness is not love.

There is no sport in hate where all the rage Is on one side.

Let me set my mournful ditty To a merry measure; Thou wilt never come for pity, Thou wilt come for pleasure; Pity then will cut away Those cruel wings, and thou wilt stay.

The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.

No poet is ever completely lost. He has the secret of his childhood safe with him, like some secret cave in which he can kneel. And, when we read his poetry, we can join him there.

A fit of laughter, which has been indulged to excess, almost always produces a violent reaction.

All feelings that concentrate you and lift you up are pure; only that feeling is impure which grasps just one side of your being and thus distorts you. Everything you can think of as you face your childhood, is good. Everything that makes more of you than you have ever been, even in your best hours, is right. Every intensification is good, if it is in your entire blood, if it isn't intoxication or muddiness, but joy which you can see into, clear to the bottom.

An oyster may be crossed in love.

There is not a passion so strongly rooted in the human heart as envy.

Of all the affections which attend human life, the love of glory is the most ardent.

Great literature must spring from an upheaval in the author's soul. If that upheaval is not present then it must come from the works of any other author which happens to be handy and easily adapted.

Suspense is worse than disappointment.

Chords that vibrate sweetest pleasure Thrill the deepest notes of woe.

Your intellect may be confused, but your emotions will never lie to you.

Memory is not just the imprint of the past time upon us; it is the keeper of what is meaningful for our deepest hopes and fears.

Care is a state in which something does matter; it is the source of human tenderness.

Whenever I get happy, I always have a terrible feeling.

Perhaps the happiest moment of my life was then, when I saw that our line didn't break and that the enemy's did.

Nobody ever left the presidency with less regret, less disappointment, fewer heart burnings, or any general content with the result of his term (in his own heart, I mean) than I do. Full of difficulty and trouble at first, I now find myself on smooth waters and under bright skies.

It was long since I had longed for anything and the effect on me was horrible.

I tried to groan, Help! Help! But the tone that came out was that of polite conversation.

Tears and laughter, they are so much Gaelic to me.

And in Life's noisiest hour, There whispers still the ceaseless Love of Thee, The heart's Self-solace and soliloquy. You mould my Hopes, you fashion me within.

In many ways doth the full heart reveal The presence of the love it would conceal.

It has been observed before that images, however beautiful, though faithfully copied from nature, and as accurately represented in words, do not of themselves characterize the poet. They become proofs of original genius only as far as they are modified by a predominant passion; or by associated thoughts or images awakened by that passion; or when they have the effect of reducing multitude to unity, or succession to an instant; or lastly, when a human and intellectual life is transferred to them from the poet's spirit.

Love is the only shocking act left on the face of the earth.

In an age of enormities, the emotions are naturally weakened. We are continually called upon to have feelings - about genocide, for instance, or about famine or the blowing up of passenger planes - and we are all aware that we are incapable of reacting appropriately. A guilty consciousness of emotional inadequacy or impotence makes people doubt their own human weight.

The value of life can be measured by how many times your soul has been deeply stirred.

Perhaps I am just a hopeless rationalist, but isn't fascination as comforting as solace? Isn't nature immeasurably more interesting for its complexities and its lack of conformity to our hopes? Isn't curiosity as wondrously and fundamentally human as compassion?

Depression is merely anger without enthusiasm.

What happens if you get scared half to death twice?

Feel like Christ and you will be a Christ; feel like Buddha and you will be a Buddha. It is feeling that is the life, the strength, the vitality, without which no amount of intellectual activity can reach God.

Despondency is not religion, whatever else it may be.

In memory everything seems to happen to music.

The light has gone out of my life.

No man who has once heartily and wholly laughed can be altogether irreclaimably bad.

We are ne'er like angels till our passion dies.

Daughter of Jove, relentless power, Thou tamer of the human breast, Whose iron scourge and tort'ring hour The bad affright, afflict the best!

Sudden glory is the passion which maketh those grimaces called laughter.

As I am never better than when I am mad; then methinks I am a brave fellow; then I do wonders: but reason abuseth me, and there's the torment, there's the hell.

I don't understand the ones that have no sense of hope and invest in hate. That's not gonna work out, you know? It's a waste of your time!

The peculiar foreign superstition that the English do not like love, the evidence being that they do not talk about it.

One recalls how much the creative impulse of the best-sellers depends upon self-pity. It is an emotion of great dramatic potential.

You know what they're writing about Baby you know what they're writing about It's a thing called love down through the ages Makes you wanna cry sometimes Makes you feel like you wanna lay down and die sometimes Makes you high sometimes But when you really get in it lifts you right up.

I've never felt like I was born with a silver spoon at all, although I've felt like howling at the moon a lot of times!

Fear cannot be banished, but it can be calm and without panic; it can be mitigated by reason and evaluation.

Oh, my Lolita, I have only words to play with!

Sentimentality is a failure of feeling.

People spend money when and where they feel good.

Whatever is felt upon the page without being specifically named there - that, one might say, is created. It is the inexplicable presence of the thing not named, of the overtone divined by the ear but not heard by it, the verbal mood, the emotional aura of the fact or the thing or the deed, that gives high quality to the novel or the drama, as well as to poetry itself.