What men don't want, in fact what anyone who's any sort of thrill-seeking, intelligent adult doesn't want, is some crushing bore describing their emotions in real time every waking hour.
It isn't necessary to imagine the world ending in fire or ice. There are two other possibilities: one is paperwork, and the other is nostalgia.
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.
My emotions overload because there is no hand to hold, there’s no shoulder here to lean on; I’m walking all on my own.
When I'm doing a play like 'Betrayal,' I have to be careful not to get stimulation overload.
With so many people to love in my life, why do I worry about one?
I'm in a glass case of emotion
There is no point in being overwhelmed by the appalling total of human sufferring; such a total does not exist. Neither poverty nor pain is accumulable.
... too emotionally strung out.
Describing Oliver L. North who he tried to transfer out of the White House:
When you have only two minutes to say good-bye to the person you love most in the world, and you don’t know when you’ll see each other again, you can become logjammed with the effort to say and do and settle everything at once.
Wizard's Third Rule Passion rules reason, For better or for worse.
Too many things are occurring for even a big heart to hold.
Repressed anger becomes a temporary madness. Something happens which is beyond your control. If you could have controlled, you would have controlled it still -- but suddenly it was overflowing. Suddenly it was beyond you. You couldn't do anything, you felt helpless -- and it came out. Such a person may not be angry, but he moves and lives in anger.
There was no easy switch that she could flip to stem the flow of feelings, no way to drain the memories that pooled like acid in her stomach because her heart no longer knew what to do with them.
The first rule of the C.E.O. psychological meltdown is 'Don't talk about the psychological meltdown.'
the hopelessness that comes from knowing too little and feeling too much (so brittle, so dry he is in danger of the reverse: feeling nothing and knowing everything)
I am soooo excited, I am over-excited. I'm hysterical, I may have to slap my own face in a minute at this rate.
it was like this. the brain could no longer bear the worries and pains that were imposed on it. it said: "i'm giving up; but if there is anyone else here who is interested in preserving the whole, let him assume part of my burden and it will be alright for a bit.
People who weren't there can say it was idiotic or shortsighted, but when you're in a moment where horrible things are happening in front of you, sometimes you just need to act on what's best.
We can stand only a certain amount of unhappiness; anything beyond that annihilates us or passes us by, leaving us apathethetic.
What happens with fear is that probability doesn't matter very much. That is, once I have raised the possibility that something terrible can happen to your child, even though the possibility is remote, you may find it very difficult to think of anything else. Emotion becomes dominant.
I feel like I've always had a quick release.
...if you feel everything intensely, ultimately you feel nothing at all.
Gratitude, warm, sincere, intense, when it takes possession of the bosom, fills the soul to overflowing and scarce leaves room for any other sentiment or thought.
To be acutely conscious is a disease, a real, honest-to-goodness disease.