Emotional Limits Quotes

I would give up the unessential; I would give my money, I would give my life for my children; but I wouldn't give myself.

I can't deal with someone wanting to take a relationship backward or needing space or cheating on you. It's a conscious thing; it's a common-sense thing.

We all have different thresholds for sentimentality. For me, it's a hard won happy ending.

I have a hold limit that I've set for myself. I hold until I start to imagine myself killing the person on the other end. Then I hang up and regroup.

Love is very powerful, but it has limits and it's a costly mistake to spread it too thin.

Tolerance is just a makeshift, suitable for an overcrowded and overheated planet. It carries on when love gives out, and love generally gives out as soon as we move away from our home and our friends.

Your nerve coatings are only so thick. When they get worn really thin and frayed, that's when people say things, do things, misbehave.

I'm not to the point where I need to shut myself off from people, unless I feel like I need to, but I don't force myself to deal with people.

The head does not know how to play the part of the heart for long.

There are levels of outrage, and there's a point at which you can't be trespassed upon anymore.

I fix what's broken - except in the heart.

Overcome your guilt. Care, but not too much. Take responsibility, but don't blame yourself. Protect, save, help- but know when to give up. They're precarious ledges to walk. How do I do it?

We spend so much of our passion on our first love. I'm not convinced that it-passion-is one of those things that you have an endless amount of-like happiness or sadness. I could be happy all day. I could be sad all day. But I'm not so sure I'll ever love like that again.

We know when we have had enough of a friend, and we know when a friend has had enough of us. The first truth is no more palatable than the second.

Friends, lovers, or nothing, we can really only ever be one.

I was never built to play the hero. Physically or emotionally... And they're not as rewarding to play. At least for me.

There's only so far you can push a man.

One cannot weep for the entire world, it is beyond human strength. One must choose.

Love is only a small thing, enough for one person, and any suggestion that the heart might be larger than this is considered perverse.

No one knows very much about the life of another. This ignorance becomes vivid, if you love another. Love sets the imagination on fire, and, also, eventually, chars the imagination into a harder element: imagination cannot match love, cannot plunge so deep, or range so wide.

I sometimes think that perhaps our minds are too weak to grasp joy or sorrow except in small things...In the big things joy and sorrow are just alike - overwhelming. At least, we only get them bit by bit, in tiny flashes - in waves - that our minds can't stand for very long. p 199

I can handle the craziness some of the time, maybe most of the time. But I know I can't handle it all of the time.

You're killing me here, Ash. Good, she said. She'd bend a few rules, but they both knew she wasn't going to push him beyond where he chose to go. Love wasn't to be based on trickery. But reminding him what he's refusing isn't trickery.

I love to see how far you're able to go, both in skills but also emotionally how far I can push myself.

Love your parents, but don't have them as your mates.