The head is in charge of thinking; the heart is in charge of feeling; and the spirit realizes the creative, infinitely thriving power of life while imagination acts as translator and synthesizer.
Close your eyes. Now see the world, not with your vision but with your feelings and passion.
And after everything been said and done, the mind only believes what our heart feels.
Tears is the voice of heart in pain, in absence of feelings one don't care what you share.
When some one use "You", in stead of "Us", It makes you cry, because in love whatever happens it need to be happen in both end, if its only "I" or "You" then the value of love becomes singular and eve...
Our feelings are our most genuine paths to knowledge.
Whatever you get out of poetry - take it. take it. take it. Words are better off felt than understood.
The sudden silence is horrifying, and it seems to catch my mother off guard. A tiny whimper escapes her, the sound amplified in the stillness. Surely, my father hears her now; surely he and I can't go...
Okay, if this is what falling in love feels like, someone please kill me now. (Not literally, overzealousreaders.) But it was all too much—too much emotion, too much happiness, too much longing, perha...
Oh, come now, you two, Lady Manston said, surely it can be no surprise that I have long hoped for an alliance between the Rokesbys and Bridgertons. Alliance? Billie echoed, and all George could think...
Music, uniquely among the arts, is both completely abstract and profoundly emotional. It has no power to represent anything particular or external, but it has a unique power to express inner states or...
I pen you words from my heartneither paper nor pen would doas I lay them out in flowery fontswhat more could you ask foras I am writing in your heartthe love that I want to endureI am no Keats nor am...
What? A man who could admit to his feelings? They really do exist!
Start each day asking, "How do I want others to feel?" Then act accordingly.
Love can't do it all without feelings.
Connie felt again the tightness, niggardliness of the men of her generation. They were so tight, so scared of life!
Missing someone enlightens how the person means to you and broadens the feelings shared.
Maybe to feel superior in struggle was sensed, When people were aware to fight for identity.
What we don't let out traps us. We think, No one else feels this way, I must be crazy. So we don't say anything. And we become enveloped by a deep loneliness, not knowing where our feelings come from...
The worst thing about falling to pieces is that humans can do it so quietly.