I feel upsettingly de-natured. If Penelope Cruz were one of my nurses, I wouldn’t even notice.

You know how big love is? Love is big. love can hold anger; love can even hold hatred.

We are afraid to care too much, for fear that the other person does not care at all.

The best book, like the best speech, will do it all – make us laugh, think, cry and cheer – preferably in that order.

There are so many emotions that you’re feeling, you can get stifled by them if you’re feeling them all at once. What I try to do is take one moment – one simple, simple feeling – and expand it into three-and-a-half minutes.

There is no hope unmingled with fear, and no fear unmingled with hope.

I sang a song at my sister’s wedding. My mother forced me into that, too. But that one felt all right.

Nothing is so aggravating than calmness.

I’m not ashamed to say I fear something.

There, in the chords and melodies, is everything I want to say. The words just jolly it along. It’s always been my way of expressing what, for me, is inexpressible by any other means.

We all have two lives: an inner life and an outer life. Your inner life is your soul life, which includes your mind, will and emotions. Your outer life is your physical life. And while God cares about every detail of your life, He is more concerned with your inner life than your outer life.

Those who don’t know how to weep with their whole heart, don’t know how to laugh either.

I think I am smart unless I am really, really in love, and then I am ridiculously stupid.

I’ve often felt depressed; everyone feels depressed.

At first, I was called a quack, a charlatan, and worse, year after year, in Australia, England and the United States, by men who simply refused to believe that a nurse from ‚the bush‘ could devise a treatment which succeeded where they had failed.

I never fall in love.

I do not think there is any thrill that can go through the human heart like that felt by the inventor as he sees some creation of the brain unfolding to success… such emotions make a man forget food, sleep, friends, love, everything.

A relationship can give you a gut wrenching feeling sometimes. It’s a real emotional ride.

Love is not altogether a delirium, yet it has many points in common therewith.

I really didn’t consider myself happy or unhappy.

When people protest and are upset with a movie, it becomes a big hit. They hated Passion of The Christ, it worked out pretty well for the box office. So let’s get that going.

The human heart is the same the world over.

Waste brings woe, and sorrow hates despair.

Just as your car runs more smoothly and requires less energy to go faster and farther when the wheels are in perfect alignment, you perform better when your thoughts, feelings, emotions, goals, and values are in balance.

We all die, we all get sick, we all feel hunger and lust and pain, and therefore human life is consistent from one generation to the other. We all – most of us, anyway – want connections with other people and spend our lives looking for them.

Football is a sad game.

A man is more frank and sincere with his emotions than a woman. We girls, I’m afraid, have a tendency to hide our feelings.

Every single one of us has a few months here or there that feel like dark months.

Fear is exciting for me.

Some people feel affronted when something they thought to be true doesn’t happen. If that’s the case, then your sense of risk is much higher, and that leads to risk aversion. You need to be able to be comfortable in uncertainty.

The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched – they must be felt with the heart.

If anything, I get most upset because I wanna read a good paper first thing in the morning. And if I see a lie about myself flash across the front of the cover, I don’t think much of the rest of the newspaper.

Even when a person has all of life’s comforts – good food, good shelter, a companion – he or she can still become unhappy when encountering a tragic situation.

Science never makes things that do not have to do with what we feel, by which I mean what we want and what we fear.

Boredom, anger, sadness, or fear are not ‚yours,‘ not personal. They are conditions of the human mind. They come and go. Nothing that comes and goes is you.

Where fear is, happiness is not.

The good times of today, are the sad thoughts of tomorrow.

Real joy seems to me almost as unlike security or prosperity as it is unlike agony.

I have this feeling that the world is not in balance. And people are afraid, but we’re also starting to be really brave.

Sure, I can get a little bit jealous. The good part about jealousy is that it comes from passion. It’s also the dangerous part and it’s an ugly emotion that hurts.

We participate in a tragedy; at a comedy we only look.

We cannot be more sensitive to pleasure without being more sensitive to pain.

As I’m traveling around, I meet many small children. And when I look at a small and think how we’ve harmed this beautiful planet since I was that age, I feel a kind of desperation, anger, shame. I don’t know what I feel; I just don’t know what the emotion is.

We always deceive ourselves twice about the people we love – first to their advantage, then to their disadvantage.

I listen to music that is of our time and I just get angry.

Songwriting is my way of channeling my feelings and my thoughts. Not just mine, but the things I see, the people I care about. My head would explode if I didn’t get some of that stuff out.

Generally speaking, if a human being never shows anger, then I think something’s wrong. He’s not right in the brain.

Being a sex symbol is a heavy load to carry, especially when one is tired, hurt and bewildered.

No matter how dull, or how mean, or how wise a man is, he feels that happiness is his indisputable right.

I feel, as a songwriter, it’s one of the hardest things to do – to sit down and say how you feel.

I cry so much less than I used to. I used to be one of the most teary people.

I feel like I just grabbed a big juicy worm with a right sharp hook in the middle of it.

Music fills in for words a lot of the time when people don’t know what to say, and I think music can be more eloquent than words.

A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.

He who is not just is severe, he who is not wise is sad.

Many people tell me that they don ‚t know what to feel when they finish one of my books because the story was dark, or complicated, or strange. But while they were reading it, they were inside my world and they were happy. That’s good.

I think the perfection of love is that it’s not perfect.

Jealousy… is a mental cancer.

Sitting on a bedroom floor crying is something that makes you feel really alone. If someone’s singing about that feeling, you feel bonded to that person. That’s the only way I can find an explanation for why 55,000 people would want to come see me sing.

Shame is the most powerful, master emotion. It’s the fear that we’re not good enough.

If you remember me, then I don’t care if everyone else forgets.