#sentiment

Though times have changed, it's a nice surprise to see that youthful feeling of anti-war sentiment returning once more to the cobbled main streets of Europe. ↗

— Cat Stevens

#changed #cobbled #europe #feeling #main

To make the public sentiment, on the side of all that is just and true and noble, is the highest use of life. ↗

— Lucy Stone

#just #life #make #noble #public

Love is the only reality and it is not a mere sentiment. It is the ultimate truth that lies at the heart of creation. ↗

— Rabindranath Tagore

#heart #lies #love #love is #mere

If you think my music is sentimental and self-absorbed, I agree with you. ↗

— James Taylor

#i #music #self-absorbed #sentimental #think

I'm not a sentimental guy. ↗

— Gene Hackman

#i #sentimental

Sweetheart, darling, dearest, it was funny to think that these endearments, which used to sound exceedingly sentimental in movies and books, now held great importance, simple but true verbal affirmations of how they felt for each other. They were words only the heart could hear and understand, words that could impart entire pentameter sonnets in their few, short syllables. ↗

— E.A. Bucchianeri

#falling-in-love #feelings #heart #love #love-at-first-sight

I imagine you come across a number of people who are disconcerted by the difference between what you do feel and what they fancy you ought to feel. It is fatal to pay the smallest attention to them. ↗

— Dorothy L. Sayers

#honesty #morality #sentiments #imagination

It's a most distressing affliction to have a sentimental heart and a skeptical mind. ↗

— نجيب محفوظ

#heart #sentimentality #skepticism #skepticism

Mystics are not themselves. They do not exist in selves. They move as they are moved, talk as words come, see with sight that enters their eyes. I met a woman once and asked her where love had led her. Fool, there's no destination to arrive at. Loved one and lover and love are infinite. ↗

— فرید الدین عطار

#sword-sentiments #love

Because the man who stood there before us was not our father. He was somebody else, a stranger who had been sent back in our father's place. That's not him, we said to our mother, That's not him, but our mother no longer seemed to hear us..."Did you...she said. "Every day," he replied. Then he got down on his knees and he took us into his arms... ↗

— Julie Otsuka

#thought-provoking #thought-provoking