“If I open my mouth My word would be of love and hope Tenderness completing me from inside out”

— Chimnese Davids, Share via Whatsapp

“emotion is first of all and in principle an accident”

— Jean-Paul Sartre, The Emotions: Outline of a Theory, Share via Whatsapp

“Human beings, like plans, prove fallible in the presence of those ingredients that are missing in maneuvers - danger, death, and live ammunition.”

— Barbara W. Tuchman, The Guns of August, Share via Whatsapp

“She begins to feel that the reality show is the university she never attended. Vicarious reality. Emotion without a value-added tax. Movement without danger. Alma finds her reality. She no longer has a reason to put herself at risk and go out into the hostile, degrading world.”

— Carlos Fuentes, Todas las familias felices, Share via Whatsapp

“Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotion know what it means to want to escape from these.”

— T.S. Eliot, Share via Whatsapp

“Poems are a hotline to our hearts, and we forget this emotional power at our peril.”

— Andrew Motion, Share via Whatsapp

“She was not one for emptying her face of expression. ”

— J.D. Salinger, Franny and Zooey, Share via Whatsapp

“This is the great lesson the depressive learns: Nothing in the world is inherently compelling. Whatever may be really “out there” cannot project itself as an affective experience. It is all a vacuous affair with only a chemical prestige. Nothing is either good or bad, desirable or undesirable, or anything else except that it is made so by laboratories inside us producing the emotions on which we live. And to live on our emotions is to live arbitrarily, inaccurately—imparting meaning to what has none of its own. Yet what other way is there to live? Without the ever-clanking machinery of emotion, everything would come to a standstill. There would be nothing to do, nowhere to go, nothing to be, and no one to know. The alternatives are clear: to live falsely as pawns of affect, or to live factually as depressives, or as individuals who know what is known to the depressive. How advantageous that we are not coerced into choosing one or the other, neither choice being excellent. One look at human existence is proof enough that our species will not be released from the stranglehold of emotionalism that anchors it to hallucinations. That may be no way to live, but to opt for depression would be to opt out of existence as we consciously know it.”

— Thomas Ligotti, The Conspiracy Against the Human Race, Share via Whatsapp

“A strange, terrific force unlike anything I ve ever experienced is sprouting in my heart, taking root there, growing. Shut up behind my rib cage, my warm heart expands and contracts independent of my will--over and over.”

— Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore, Share via Whatsapp

“Let me tell you something. A man ain’t a goddamn ax. Chopping, hacking, busting every goddamn minute of the day. Things get to him. Things he can’t chop down because they’re inside.”

— Toni Morrison, Beloved, Share via Whatsapp

“In a very real sense we have two minds, one that thinks and one that feels”

— Daniel Goleman, Emotional Intelligence: Why It Can Matter More Than IQ, Share via Whatsapp

“Eccentricity is not, as some would believe, a form of madness. It is often a kind of innocent pride, and the man of genius and the aristocrat are frequently regarded as eccentrics because genius and aristocrat are entirely unafraid of and uninfluenced by the opinions and vagaries of the crowd.”

— Edith Sitwell, Share via Whatsapp

“The important thing is not the object of love, but the emotion itself.”

— Gore Vidal, Share via Whatsapp

“Emotion, which is suffering, ceases to be suffering as soon as we form a clear and precise picture of it.”

— Baruch Spinoza, Ethics, Share via Whatsapp

“Can I touch you?” His lashes closed, resting on the tops of his tanned, sculpted cheeks as his smile grew broad. “You don’t have to ask.” I reached out immediately but paused within inches of contact. He must’ve sensed my hesitation because he reopened his eyes. “What’s wrong?” I swallowed, utterly overwhelmed. “I don’t know where to start.” Mason’s gaze warmed . He wrapped strong warm fingers around my wrist and drew my palm forward, leading me where he wanted my hand to follow. When he set it on the center of his chest, right over his heart and pressed my flesh to his as if fingerprinting my soul to his. I blinked back gratified tears. “Start here. No one’s ever touched me here before.”

— Linda Kage, Price of a Kiss, Share via Whatsapp

“Love, in short is the most dangerous emotion human can experience”

— V.C. Andrews, Daughter of Darkness, Share via Whatsapp

“It was hard to feel the right emotions at the right times. They didn’t come at all when you set a place for them, and they sacked when you weren’t ready, when you were just innocently flossing your teeth, for example, or eating a bowl of cereal. ”

— Ann Brashares, The Last Summer, Share via Whatsapp