All Profound things, and emotions of things are preceded and attended by Silence.
All emotion is involuntary when genuine.
Your emotions are the slaves to your thoughts, and you are the slave to your emotions.
With enough emotional intensity and repetition, our nervous systems experience something as real, even if it hasn’t occurred yet.
What a fool I was not to tear my heart out on the day when I resolved to avenge myself![Insensé le jour où j’avais résolu de me venger, de ne pas m’être arraché le cœur !]
Weak people let their pain choke them to a slow, emotional death. Strong people use that pain. They use it as fuel.
We know too much and feel too little. At least we feel too little of those creative emotions from which a good life springs.
We cannot be more sensitive to pleasure without being more sensitive to pain.
To cry at will is not an easy accomplishment.
Those men that in their writings are most wise own nothing but their blind, stupefied hearts.
There is always something ridiculous about the emotions of people whom one has ceased to love.
There are only two emotions, love and fear.
