Nick Hornby Quotes

Music just affects people's feelings. It brings out emotions in you and makes you happy and sad.

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

I do not think I responded immediately, for it took me a moment or two to fully digest these words of Miss Kenton. Moreover, as you might appreciate, their implications were such as to provoke a certain degree of sorrow within me. Indeed- why should I not admit it? - at that moment, my heart was breaking.

Love is the strongest emotion any creature can feel except for hate, but hate can't hurt you. Love, and trust, and friendship, and all the other emotions humans value so much, are the only emotions that can bring pain. Only love can break a heart into so many pieces.

A photograph can make you feel so many different things. When you look at war photographs of Vietnam, or something similar, it makes you feel anguish and sadness and pain. Then in other moments, when you look at Jackie Kennedy walking down Fifth Avenue, that makes you feel glory and richness.

Music evokes so many feelings in us, memories, nostalgia, things that are connected to our past.

It takes a level of creative depression to hear 'Girls Just Wanna Have Fun' and weep.

I will never forget my beautiful days with you in Shanklin, they are certainly the most pleasant ones of my life. Look, I have tears in my eyes just to think about it. I am furious to be here, it is the end of happiness for a whole year.

The saddest songs are written when a person is happy.

Life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.

I think love's exciting and happy, as well as being able to make you sad.

I'm very happy with my life and career, but I do find myself having serious attacks of nostalgia, and I don't quite know why. Even though I've got to travel the world and do amazing things, I still want to go back to my teenage years and change little aspects of it. It's strange, but it does continue to bug me.

I always cry when Mufasa dies in 'The Lion King.' I just can't handle it.

My favorite pieces that I've written, either for St. Lucia or for myself, have always had a transporting quality to them, where they take you out of the moment and somewhere positive that feels nostalgic and happy but sad at the same time.

Memories have ways of becoming independent of the reality they evoke. They can soften us against those we were deeply hurt by or they can make us resent those we once accepted and loved unconditionally.

The emotions of men, however, were of a different order. They were pesky annoyances, small dust devils at her feet. Her knack for causing heartbreak was innate, but her vitality often made people forgive her romantic misdeeds.

But emotion cannot be buried by words, though it can be aroused by them.

How much better is it to weep at joy than to joy at weeping?

It becomes increasingly easy, as you get older, to drown in nostalgia.

The rainiest nights, like the rainiest lives, are by no means the saddest.

It takes a lot to laugh, it takes a train to cry

I knew it wasn't too important, but it made me sad anyway.

Anyone who falls in love is searching for the missing pieces of themselves. So anyone who's in love gets sad when they think of their lover. It's like stepping back inside a room you have fond memories of, one you haven't seen in a long time.

Her cry was the saddest sound of orgasm that I had ever heard.

One does not always know how to express the sorrow of the soul. One does not always know how to silence the joy of the heart.