Conflicting Emotions Quotes

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“I am metaphysical being, mystical and emotional, skeptical and cynical, happy and boisterous, loud and bawdy, quiet and melancholy, tender and cruel, full of mirth and despair. Inherent inconsistences mark me as part of nature, which is neither cruel nor fair, or reliable or predictable.”
Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls

James  Patterson
“We all love each other, Ange," I said impatiently, hating this whole conversation. "No, not like this," she went on relentlessly. "Fang loves you."......My mouth dropped open. How does she know this stuff? "Forget it! No one's getting married!" I hissed. "Not in New Hampshire or anywhere else! Not in a box, not with a fox! Now go to sleep, before I kill you! Oh yeah, like I got any sleep after that. - pg 35”
James Patterson, Max

Anne Brontë
“I can feel for anyone that is unjustly treated...and I can feel for those that injure them too.”
Anne Brontë, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall

Laura  Oliva
“A chaotic mix of emotions churned inside him. Relief. Anger. Longing. She was the last person in the world he wanted to see. She was the only person in the world he wanted to see.”
Laura Oliva, Season Of The Witch

Mette Ivie Harrison
“George was full of hatred. Of his own weakness and stupidity, of his magic, of the stubbornness and the pride of Beatrice and Marit, and, last of all, hatred of Dr. Gharn, who had started it all.
But the hatred swayed to pity. Then to hopelessness. Then back to anger.
Every once in a great while, he felt a moment of peace, usually when he caught a glimpse of Beatrice and Marit together.
He loved them both in different ways. But that could not be.
He turned away, and the cycle began again.”
Mette Ivie Harrison, The Princess and the Hound

“The ongoing struggle to achieve a profound harmony between the deepest and most conflicting impulses of human beings instates the murkiness of my soul. The battle against the amorphousness of sin and depravity, and seeking unity and clarity, trace their origins to the primeval fire that launched humanity. This ancient warfare for control of the soul allows me to create myself. Because of the primordial inconsistences between ecstasy and reason, I am the repentant artist of my being. I am a beardless, sensuous, and androgynous sculptor, the redeemer and the transformer of my naked self.”
Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls

Astrid Lee Miles
“I feel lost and confused, but happy and certain. I am like a ball of tangled yarn. The parts that are untangled are available, useable; the rest is a mess, useless until it is untied. That mess feels endless and at most times unyielding.”
Astrid Lee Miles, Recovering is an Art

Frances Livings
“Pain and passion synchronized
comprising unborn, old and wise
Songs of the soul
oh, in torment they are born”
Frances Livings, During the Hours

Kristin Hannah
“Dad held Mama as if she were made of glass. So careful, so concerned for her well-being. It filled Leni with an impotent rage.
And then she'd get a glimpse of him with tears in his eyes and the rage would turn soft and slide into something like forgiveness. She didn't know how to corral or change either of these emotions; her love for him was all tangled up in hate. Right now she felt both emotions crowding in on her, each jostling for the lead.”
Kristin Hannah, The Great Alone

“Life is paradoxical, but it is enough for me. Ridiculous conflicts and inconsistencies admittedly congeal into what I term the self. Personal growth commences by honing in on the troubling personal issues. I am my only enemy. A radiant soul strives for self-enrichment by passionately pursuing the serious tasks and delights of living including expressing empathy for other people. I will explore the world and attempt to eliminate the perversions of my own egocentric being.”
Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls

Jeffrey Eugenides
“…the Obscure Object was wearing a mask. The mask for tragedy, her eyes like knife slashes, her mouth a boomerang of woe. With this hideous face she threw herself on me. “Oh my God!” she sobbed. “Oh my God, Callie,” and she was shaking and needing me.

Which leads me to a terrible confession. It is this. While Mrs. Grossinger tried to breathe life back into Maxine’s body, while the sun set melodramatically over a death that wasn’t in the script, I felt a wave of pure happiness surge through my body. Every nerve, every corpuscle, lit up. I had the Obscure Object in my arms.”
Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex

Aina M. Rosdi
“I didn’t ask for any of this, dad. I didn’t ask to be so unfortunate in everything I do. I didn’t ask to be born like this, and I most certainly didn’t ask to be like how everybody was calling me, a child who brought disgrace.” - Sasha”
Diyar Harraz, One Minute to Midnight

Elaine Orabona Foster
“The battle for the lead between faith and reason can be settled by accepting the guiding hand of an experienced navigator.”
Elaine Orabona Foster, In Movement There Is Peace

Catherine Lacey
Will your dad beat me up if I ask for your number?

She wrote it down, smiling, feeling somehow significant and uncomfortable, a nervousness that stiffened her face.”
Catherine Lacey, The Answers

“A true artistic image gives the beholder a simultaneous experience of the most complex, contradictory, sometimes even mutually exclusive feelings. It is not possible to catch the moment at which the positive goes over into its opposite, or when the negative starts moving towards the positive. Infinity is germane, inherent in the very structure of the image.”
Andre Tarkovsky

Lin Thompson
“This is always when I get stuck: when the solution that you know will make one person happy makes another person upset instead.”
Lin Thompson, The House That Whispers

Rudith Moore
“He tried to gather the parts of himself that felt unraveled, tried not to appear so terribly pitiful in front of someone he didn’t even know, but no matter how many times he inwardly scolded himself for crying while he swiped at his eyes, the sadness stayed, and so did the girl in front of him.”
Rudith Moore, Children of Dysphoria: Book One Fall of Haven