e. e. cummings Quotes

The dimensions of my feelings are too violent.

Anger and jealousy can no more bear to lose sight of their objects than love.

My heart beat Beats me senselessly Why's everything Gotta be so intense with me.

Oh, I have loved him too much to feel no hate for him.

Love is jealous, and ingenious in self-torture in proportion as it is pure and intense.

If she know how strongly he felt, she'd have run out the door. He wasn't used to the possessive, or the savage joy she brought to his heart. It ate at his control, so he turned his attention to the music. He understood music.

How many fond fools serve mad jealousy!

my mind ran over scenes of Shesheeb seducing Margaret until I was a wagon dragged by the runaway horses of my jealousy.

Love is merely a madness, and, I tell you, deserves as well a dark house and a whip as madmen do.

For love, thou know'st, is full of jealousy

I have a violence in me that is hot as death-blood.

I was jealous; therefore I loved.

It is as if my heart and my brain did not belong to the same person. Feelings come quicker than lightning and fill my soul, but they bring me no illumination; they burn me and dazzle me.

In his deepest heart there surge tremendous shame and madness mixed with sorrow and love whipped on by frenzy and a courage aware of its own worth.

The sky was electric blue above the trees but the yard felt dark. Stephanie went to the edge of the lawn and sat her forehead on her knees. The grass and soil were still warm from the day. She wanted to cry but she couldn't. The feeling was too deep.

Jealousy can open the blood, it can make black roses.

My heart raced. He needs you, I thought. Don't let him down. I couldn't remember ever being so happy... or so scared.

Jealousy endlessly eats through my mind, and jealously endlessly makes me be unkind.

The hatred I feel for him, for the phantom girl, for everything, is so real and immediate it chokes me. Gale is mine. I am his. Anything else is unthinkable. Why did it take him being whipped within an inch of his life to see it?

I'm crazy for trying, crazy for crying, and I'm crazy for loving you.

Jealousy is inconsolable because it cannot know the beloved

I felt an unrelenting restlessness. It was the first time I had ever experienced jealousy, and that emotion clung to my skin day and night like a dark stain, a contamination I could not shed; it became so unbearable that when finally I rid myself of it, I was freed forever of the desire to possess another person or the temptation ever to belong to anyone.

I’ve been feeling something else. Like I’m about to be sucked into something powerful and painful.

The blood of love welled up in my heart with a slow pain.

Elizabeth, With my compliments. You will never get your claws into another one of mine. Rot in hell, Nïx clasped her hands over her chest, sighing, "He gave you his heart. That's so romantic. So much better than a candy heart. Those get stuck in the fangs, you know.