Feeling is good for healing.
Mic your head; hear your heart.
I feel, I love, I love therefore I feel.
Feelings are traffic lights — run them, risk them.
Fame and shame snort the same cocaine.
Feelings are full of false threats; reality packs an emotional knockout punch.
Thinkers error; feelers beware.
Feelings are like adult children; they keep moving back home.
Think in the face of irrationality; feel within the eye of the emotional storm.
Our real faces surface in the safest places.
No emotion performs alone; all sing and dance within the great choral entourage of feeling.