Tender Emotions Quotes

Being in love with somebody is a wonderful feeling.

His heart was like a sensitive plant, that opens for a moment in the sunshine, but curls up and shrinks into itself at the slightest touch of the finger, or the lightest breath of wind.

We have a society in which one of the greatest things you can do is a platform to see victim status, and one of the qualifications for that is that you have these exquisitely tender feelings about things and sensibilities which are easily offended.

She was kind of in love with him.

The nourishment of Cezanne's awkward apples is in the tenderness and alertness they awaken inside us.

Love delights in paradoxes. Saddest when it has most reason to be gay, sighs are the signs of its deepest joy, and silence is the expression of its yearning tenderness.

I wasn't actually in love, but I felt a sort of tender curiosity.

In this world, full often, our joys are only the tender shadows which our sorrows cast.

I've just always loved babies, even when I was a baby.

Love is such a simple thing when we have only one-and-twenty summers and a sweet girl of seventeen trembles under our glance, as if she were a bud first opening her heart with wondering rapture to the morning. Such young unfurrowed souls roll to meet each other like two velvet peaches that touch softly and are at rest; they mingle as easily as two brooklets that ask for nothing but to entwine themselves and ripple with ever-interlacing curves in the leafiest hiding-places.

I love that feeling of being in love, the effect of having butterflies when you wake up in the morning. That is special.

There is a gentle thought that often springs to life in me, because it speaks of you.

I like to be fragile. I like that. I try to be close to that energy and sensibility.

Sometimes,' he whispered at last, 'sometimes, I dream I am singing, and I wake from it with my throat aching.' He couldn't see her face, or the tears that prickled at the corners of her eyes. 'What do you sing?' she whispered back. She heard the shush of the linen pillow as he shook his head. 'No song I've ever heard, or know,' he said softly. 'But I know I'm singing it for you.