222 Feelings Quotes

The striving for significance, this sense of yearning, always points out to us that all psychological phenomena contain a movement that starts from a feeling of inferiority and reach upward. The theory of Individual Psychology of psychological compensation states that the stronger the feeling of inferiority, the higher the goal for personal power.

We are made of emotions. We are all looking for emotions, basically. It's only a question of finding the way to experience them.

I now think, Love is rather deaf, than blind, For else it could not be, That she, Whom I adore so much, should so slight me, And cast my love behind.

Every child senses, with all the horse sense that's in him, that any parent is angry inside when children misbehave and they dread more the anger that is rarely or never expressed openly, wondering how awful it might be.

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

I was a weird little kid. I was very irritable, bored, frustrated. I felt my imagination bubbling inside my head without having any way to express itself. Given a crayon and paper, I would not draw a train or a house. I would draw these monsters, beasts and demons.

Beauty of whatever kind, in its supreme development, invariably excites the sensitive soul to tears.

The most dangerous lovers women have are men of Cordis's feminine temperament. Such men, by the delicacy and sensitiveness of their own organizations, read women as easily and accurately as women read each other. They are alert to detect and interpret those smallest trifles in tone, expression, and bearing, which betray the real mood far more unmistakably than more obvious signs.

My unhealthy affection for my second daughter has waned. Now I despise all my seven children equally.

The fickleness of the women I love is only equaled by the infernal constancy of the women who love me.

My words in her mind: cold polished stones sinking through a quagmire.

I'm completely uninhabited.

In their sympathies, children feel nearer animals than adults. They frolic with animals, caress them, share with them feelings neither has words for. Have they ever stroked any adult with the love they bestow on a cat? Hugged any grownup with the ecstasy they feel when clasping a puppy?

Music makes me high on stage, and that's the truth. It's like being almost addicted to music.

Laughing and crying, you know it's the same release.

Who ever has no fixed opinions has no constant feelings.

We shall be judged by what we do, not by how we felt while we were doing it.

Love is a self-manifested notion depending on how lonely you are - so if you're really attracted to someone, and you're really lonely, I think you can fall in love in an instant. It's all about where you're at.

Why would I cry over a boy? I would never waste my tears on a boy. Why waste your tears on someone who makes you cry?

I am having a very difficult time. Things happen unexpectedly.

Love is too precious to be ashamed of.

By words one transmits thoughts to another, by means of art, one transmits feelings.

To evoke in oneself a feeling one has once experienced, and having evoked it in oneself, then by means of movements, lines, colors, sounds, or forms expressed through words, so to convey this so that others may experience the same feeling - this is the activity of art.

Jealousy does not wait for reasons.

What actions are the most excellent? Those, certainly, which most powerfully appeal to the great primary human affections: to those elementary feelings which subsist permanently in the race, and which are independent of time. These feelings are permanent and the same; that which interests them is permanent and the same also.

Achievement brings its own anticlimax.

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

Let love steal in disguised as friendship.

Whether they give or refuse, it delights women just the same to have been asked.

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

Suspense is worse than disappointment.

When inward life dries up, when feeling decreases and apathy increases, when one cannot affect or even genuinely touch another person, violence flares up as a daimonic necessity for contact, a mad drive forcing touch in the most direct way possible.

Words have the power to release pent-up emotions as well as to define them in rational and meaningful terms.

I never meet anyone nowadays who admits to having had a happy childhood. Everyone appears to think happiness betokens a lack of sensitivity.

Do you know what I really need? I need love love love love love, yeah!

You can't hear me. You can't hear me. You can't hear what I'm saying. You can't hear what I'm saying to you.

It lay buried here. It lay deep inside me. It's so deep I don't think that I can speak about it. It could take me all of my life, But it would only take a moment to Tell you what I'm feeling, But I don't know if I'm ready yet.

If you can't tell your sister, If you can't tell a priest, 'Cause it's so deep you don't think that you can speak about it To anyone, Can you tell it to your heart? Can you find it in your heart To let go of these feelings...

Not one of us would dare to break The silence And, oh how we have longed For something that would Make us feel so...

A lot of people don't want to talk about love and feelings and I'm always going around saying, 'Hey, let's talk about love!' I don't care. And if you think I'm crazy, that's wonderful, because when you think I'm crazy, that gives me lots of leeway for behavior.

Most of us are pawns in a game of love we don't understand.

My best love to yourself-to your mother my kindest regards-to your small, fat, impertinent, ignorant brother my hatred.

He's very sensitive to my moods. I just wish he didn't cringe so much.

I am past thirty, and three parts iced over.

For it stirs the blood in an old man's heart, And makes his pulses fly, To catch the thrill of a happy voice And the light of a pleasant eye.

I can't think of words. I feel no emotion about anything. I don't want to laugh or cry. I'm numb-dead inside.

I need pity. I know what I feel. Great place and business in the world is not worth looking after.

When did I first start wanting him to love me?

Have I lost my mind? Or have I, finally, found my heart?

I have a sense of comfortableness in love; it isn't grand sweeping passions that I expected to feel.

You are only human. I mean it. The price of having these emotions, these passions, is that you have to control them, you have to bear them when they're too strong to bear. You're only human now. You'll never make these feelings go away. You just have to learn not to act on them.

I didn't wish [her] dead, actually. I just wished her gone.

I knew [her] better than any living soul. Better than she knew herself. So I knew right then, long before she understood it herself, that she was in love with [him]

You have no sex life whatsoever. Don't you realize how dangerous that is? You don't even masturbate. The tension and hostility inside you must be tremendous.

She's the most exciting woman in the world!

The world seemed cruel and boring, and I'm not sure which was worse.

It sure. Don't feel. Like love.

Goodman: Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. Kael: I hate it. It is very creepy being imitated.

I'm old enough to feel the way I do. And I know that you are true, it's just a part of my genes. ~ 'June'

I'm wide awake, I'll drop you off for saying that, For days and two weeks, It was you who was defending such a lie, Oh what a lie, Was it a lie? ~ 'Sense'

I wish sometimes I wasn't as conscientious as I am.

That's the story of my life, no respect, ya know?

The Churchyard abounds with images which find a mirror in every mind, and with sentiments to which every bosom returns an echo.

Your Sensibilities are tempestuous - you feel Indignation at Weakness - Now Indignation is the handsome Brother of Anger & Hatred - His looks are 'lovely in terror' - yet still remember, who are his Relations.

I'm so afraid of hurting other people's feelings I don't speak out when I should. I get into big messes that way.

Every fool knoweth that hatreds are the cinders of affection.

Jared makes everything safe, everything happy. even houses. He still makes me feel safe, Melanie realized, feeling the warmth where his arm was just half an inch from mine. though he dosent even know I'm here.

It's alright if you love me, it's alright if you don't. I'm not afraid of you runnin' away, honey I get the feeling you won't.

There is no sense in pretending, your eyes give you away. Something inside you is feeling like I do, we've said all there is to say.

Yes, well I had all my serious illnesses in late middle age. And now I'm just stuck, I'm afraid.

(To 'Jovi') I think you're really beautiful and I feel really warm when I'm around you and my tongue swells up. (pause)...So... do you wanna eat food?

My suffering had left me sad and gloomy.

I guess I just get to the heart of people's feelings, that's all.

My care is like my shadow in the sun, Follows me flying, flies when I pursue it, Stands and lies by me, doth what I have done. His too familiar care doth make me rue it. No means I find to rid him from my breast, Till by the end of things it be supprest. Some gentler passion slide into my mind, For I am soft and made of melting snow; Or be more cruel, love, and so be kind. Let me or float or sink, be high or low. Or let me live with some more sweet content, Or die and so forget what love ere meant.

I wish I wouldn't exist at all.

I am not a sensitive person, but these remarks carry a sting. - Sir Lulie

About two years ago a young lady came into my office, and I knew immediately something was wrong. Her eyes were kind of glazed, and her head was nodding, and I asked, 'What's the matter'' She replied, 'Oh, Dr. Buscaglia, in order to get enough courage to come to see you, I had to drink a whole bottle of Ripple! And I think I am going to be sick!' Imagining... having to drink a bottle of Ripple to summon up the courage to come to see me. All I do is put my hands out and say, 'Hi.' I cover their hands with mine and lead them into my office, and I can see a look of panic on their faces, 'What's he going to do to me?' I am not going to do anything to you! I just want you to know that I cry, too, and I feel, too, and I care, too, and I don't know everything, too, and therefore, we can start with a common frame of reference - human being to human being. If anybody tries to play the game of 'follow the guru' with me, they will be lost, for they will learn that I am just as confused as they are. The difference may be that I know it. A Buddhist teacher once said to me, 'Why do you keep moving? You are already there.' And all of a sudden it occurred to me - my goodness, I am!

the color of the sky as far as I can see is coal gray lift my head from the pillow and then fall again with a shiver in my bones just thinking about the weather a quiver in my lips as if I might cry

speak to me don't mislead me, the calm I feel means a storm is swelling there's no telling where it starts or how it ends

Individual people have always been more important to her than to me. It's my weakness, that I don't have her awareness of other people's feelings

Again, as so many times before, [he] felt tears come to his eyes. But he fought them off - he was getting better at that, hiding his true feelings. Though of course sitting up here... Certainly made it plain that he wasn't happy about something

Why don't you say what you're thinking? What makes you think you want to hear it? Because the way you looked at me... I knew what you were thinking was, I love her, I want her beside me forever, I want her to be my wife, and ... I tell you honestly, I'm sick and tired of waiting for you to say it outloud What! Why should I tell you what you already know? Because I need to hear it

There was other folks who had a way of sucking you to them, without saying a thing, without doing a thing, you just went into a room and couldn't take your eyes off them, you wanted to be close - I saw that other kids felt the same way, just automatically liked them, you know? But I could feel it like they was on fire, and suddenly I was cold and needed to warm myself. And id say something about it and people would look at me like I was crazy enough to lock right up, and I finally caught on that I was the only one who had those feelings

You know that you still love him No Ansset, your love was never slight. You gave without bar, and received without caution, and just because it brought pain doesn't mean that it is gone

He liked [her] and so he didn't want to be polite with her, he wanted to be honest and so he said what he believed

You're thinking of your wife Yeah, well, I was thinking that I still feel married I'm glad to hear it. I've known too many men who never quite felt married no matter how many wives they'd been through. Their own and otherwise

A man walks down the street He says why am I short of attention Got a short little span of attention And woe my nights are so long

Tracy, when I'm with you Somethin' you do Bounces me off the ceiling Tracy, day after day When you're this way I get a lovin' feelin'.

Early on, I made the mistake of wanting spiritual feelings to endure and remain romantic. Like a new couple expecting to always feel in love, I operated my faith thinking God and I were going to walk around smelling flowers. When this didn't happen, I became confused

If I never loved I never would have cried.

Oh, call it by some better name, For friendship sounds too cold.

Love is a pleasing but a various clime.