5,454 Quotes About Feelings

You should not try to live without thinking and feeling, for then you are only a piece of machinery, not a human being. Even if it hurts. Even if the thing you have to think of are sad, think them through; live them through and write or tell me. Only when we completely work through our thinking and feeling do we live a full life. ~From a letter to Diet Eman from Hein Sietsma

I don’t believe he deserves the thousands of poems I’ve written about him, but life doesn’t follow rules. We do things for people who don’t necessarily deserve it. But we liked it, we loved it and fell in love enough to write about it.

You don’t get over it. You move past it. You move through it. You lose yourself to find it, and when found, it’s yours and no longer theirs.

Of course it would be hard. But I remembered what my nurseryman grandfather used to say when I didn’t want to go to school: half the work in the world was done by people who didn’t feel so good today.

Do you ever got this feeling of being too small?That kind of size that can make you almost disappear.And everything around is so big, giant… that you don’t even get overwhelmed, because you are too small to even see it.Like the whole universe, is so big that we can’t even imagine how small we really are.Yes, exactly, that kind of size, or even smaller…That is the size I wanna feel right now.

Feelings should never supersede rational thought... so, if you feel that you've got the answer, you should think some more.

Take lightly what you hear about individuals. We need not distort trust for our paltry little political agendas. We tend to trust soulless, carried information more than we trust soulful human beings; but really most people aren't so bad once you sit down and have an honest, one-on-one conversation with them, once, with an open heart, you listen to their explanations as to why they act the way they act, or say what they say, or do what they do.

Maybe I hold on for too long, but maybe you don’t hold on for long enough?

You fell in love with herwhen she couldn't love herself.You loved her wide brown eyesthat resembled the color of pure honey,and her big plump lipsthat were perfect enough to kiss.You loved her voicewhen she called your namebecause she couldn't fall asleep,and the silence of it allwhen she was long gone in her dreams.You taught her to love herself;head, toe, and everything in between.Her body,her mindand soul.Let nothing intervene.