Margo Jefferson Quotes

You're told that you're in your head too much, a phrase that's often deployed against the quiet and cerebral. Or maybe there's another word for such people: thinkers.

Like them you are tall and taciturn, and you are sad, all at once, like a voyage.

I'm just melancholy by nature, and a lot of that gets into my writing.

I've always been pretty serious and introspective.

I'm very emotional, very explosive, very temperamental.

People tell me I look mournful. They say, 'Cheer up, Dan, it's not that bad!' Sometimes I just look into space, which freaks people out. If I was ever required to do anything other than look haunted, I could. I'm a happy person.

I'm a Scorpio, and who knows if there is any validity to it, but I'm very emotional. I have high highs and low lows.

I would say, as loving as I am... I am definitely an extremely temperamental man who has a very large temper.

I was really dramatic, really concerned with love or life.

I'm a passionate person; there's a lot going on underneath my carousel of blazers: a cauldron of sensitivity and emotion.

You're awfully philosophical for a girl that just got busted.

...the painful intensity of my sensations, even when they're happy ones; the blissful intensity of my sensations, even when they're sad.

I’m a quiet person. I spend time observing, not speaking.

I'm the kind of person, I think a lot about everything. Nothin' I can do about it. It's like, I'm a thinkin' fool. That's a big part of me.

The deeper the feeling, the greater the pain

I'm complicated, sentimental, lovable, honest, loyal, decent, generous, likable, and lonely. My personality is not split; it's shredded.

I feel often very close to the ecstasy and anguish which lie at the very heart of poetry - I am writing a lot.

I like neurotic people. I like troubled people. Not that I don't like squared-away people, but I prefer neurotic people. I like to hear rumblings beneath the surface.

Great feelings take with them their own universe, splendid or abject.

Certain souls seem hard because they are capable of strong feelings, and they sometimes go to rather extreme lengths; their apparent unconcern and cruelty are but ways, known only to themselves, of feeling more strongly than others.

I'm reserved. I'm more of an introvert than an extrovert.

And he wishes, in the cold quiet of his archer's heart, that he himself could feel the intensity of their reconciliations as strongly as he feels that of their battles.

I am a quiet man. I tend to think things through and try not to say too much. But here I am, saying perhaps too much. But there are these feelings inside me which need badly to escape, I guess. And this makes me feel relieved because one of my big concerns these past few years is that I've been losing my ability to feel things with the same intensity- the way I felt when I was younger. It's scary- to feel your emotions floating away and just not caring. I guess what's really scary is not caring about the loss.

Pensive they sit, and roll their languid eyes.

It is nevertheless a game of considerable passion, either of the explosive type, or that which burns inwardly and sears the soul.