emotion

The human voice was the first instrument and remains the most powerful and effective method of musical creation and emotional transference.

Music evokes emotion and emotion can bring it's memory.

Music is feelings in search of words.

The emotions - love, mirth, the heroic, wonder, tranquility, fear, anger, sorrow, disgust - are in the audience.

Without emotional response, love is an act of self-deceiving self-satisfaction by an unsatisfied self.

I had been much more in love with my wife than she with me, that was all. Somehow, you were supposed to be ashamed of this, as though love were a perpetual jostling for the roles of pursuer and pursued. As if it didn__ take more courage to admit that someone held your hopes of happiness in their hands. As if it were a choice.

It is the nature of human that we tend to pass our pain along. As if we could get rid of it by inflicting an equal hurt on someone else.

Hope is sure and steadfast trust.

What's simple is that everything good comes from God, and everything bad comes from man. Where it gets complicated is that everything seemingly good but ultimately bad comes from man, and everything seemingly bad but ultimately good comes from God.

The pain of one human being to another cannot be translated through words and for that I am certain, it will never be truly experienced again.

There are two types of pain; one that hurt you, and one that changes who you are.

My head__l explode if I continue with this escapism.

One of the most frustrating words in the human language, as far as I could tell, was love.So much meaning attached to this one little word. People bandied it about freely, using it todescribe their attachments to possessions, pets, vacation destinations, and favorite foods. In thesame breath they then applied this word to the person they considered most important in theirlives. Wasn__ that insulting? Shouldn__ there be some other term to describe deeper emotion?

This is the terrible thing girls like us have in common" she explained. "Parents, upbringings,lifestyles, that are painfully normal. Middle class."It was almost amoral, being raised this way, she told me fiercely. We'd never really understand pain. And wasn't that the human condition? By shielding us from the real world, pressing their palms over our eyes during all the bad parts. our parents -our parents-were keeping us separate from humanity. We were something else entirely

The deepest pain I ever felt was denying my own feelings to make everyone else comfortable.

Poetry without truth, is like a rose without thorns.Still pretty,But sometime the real beauty comes from the things that can make us bleed.

Among other things, Kathryn knew, grief was physically exhausting.

Crying defies scientific explanation. Tears are only meant to lubricate the eyes. There is no real reason for tear glands to overproduce tears at the behest of emotion.