Emotional Danger Quotes

One of love's greatest drawbacks is that, for a while at least, it is in danger of making us happy.

Nostalgia is a dangerous emotion, both because it is powerless to act in the real world, and because it glides so easily into hatred and resentment against those who have taken our Eden from us.

There's danger in glorifying negative emotions as fuel for art.

Babies were dangerous . . . they made you fall in love before you knew what was happening.

Connubial Because with alarming accuracy she’d been identifying patterns I was unaware of—this tic, that tendency, like the way I've mastered the language of intimacy in order to conceal how I felt— I knew I was in danger of being terribly understood.

I think when one becomes very close to another person, it can mean loving and intimacy, but on the other hand, there's also the danger of one destructing another under the name of love. I think that is the scariest thing for me in various relationships.

These days grief seems like walking on a frozen river; most of the time he feels safe enough, but there is always that danger that he will plunge through.

Contempt is a dangerous emotion, luring us into believing that we understand more than we do. Contempt causes us to jeer rather than speak, to poke at rather than touch.

Never, ever allow yourself to feel. Feelings kill.

Our emotions are often beautiful, but they can also be dangerous. They represent our spontaneity, and seem to speak to us of our freedom.

'Tis an awkward thing to play with souls.

The initial spark, your affection for the characters, all those things can disappear. It's a perilous thing.

Of all the weapons she had commanded, Elizabeth knew the least of love; and of all the weapons in the world, love was the most dangerous.

Feeling vulnerable, imperfect, and afraid is human. It's when we lose our capacity to hold space for these struggles that we become dangerous.

Criminal court is where bad people are on their best behavior. It's much more dangerous for lawyers and judges in family court, where good people are at their worst.

Away! Away! Tempt me no more insidious love.

Poetry is a hazardous occupation, very hazardous. There may be bad things in there inside you that maybe you can't handle.

When expressions of emotion are dangerous, and when you are constantly told that this terrible thing is being done for your own good, you quickly learn to hide your true feelings, even from yourself.

You can save the city, but having the city be in jeopardy is one thing and having the people you care about be in jeopardy is another.

I think that the romantic impulse is in all of us and that sometimes we live it for a short time, but it's not part of a sensible way of living. It's a heroic path and it generally ends dangerously.

They think you can't feel anything, because they've forgotten how. You're very, very dangerous, I get that, and you're prone to some very theatrical brooding, but don't let yourself mistake that for some kind of inner corruption. They see themselves in you and are blinded.

It is a dangerous thing to have instant access to your emotions.

As all-consuming as a young girl's fancies were ... a woman's desires could be twice as dangerous.

It is dangerous to abandon one's self to the luxury of grief; it deprives one of courage, and even of the wish for recovery.

Love is a volcano, the crater of which no wise man will approach too nearly, lest ... he should be swallowed up.