Quotes About Ecstasy

I am caught in a kind of wonder, I am still with joy.

The highest ecstasy is the attention at its fullest.

In my silence and stillness, my soul dances with the ecstasy of life.

Feel the ecstasy of giving. Not many have got the ability to enjoy and embrace the beauty and satisfaction of giving. Because people are too busy in earning and owning. You know...!

And storied windows richly dight,Casting a dim religious light.There let the pealing organ blow,To the full-voiced choir below,In service high, and anthems clearAs may, with sweetness, through mine earDissolve me into ecstasies,And bring all Heaven before mine eyes.

The sum of earthly bliss.

heaven is a place of unparalleled and indescribable joy

Existence itself does not feel horrible it feels like an ecstasy, rather, which we have only to be still to experience.

There was some rhythm, some ecstasy in this dance of flight that expressed the fact that happiness which touches depths and rises beyond physical confines is as old as consciousness, yet ever renewed, and is like the glorying flight of the birds

Think of God and not religion, of ecstasy and not mysticism. The difference between the theoretician of faith and the believer is as great as between the psychiatrist and the psychotic.

We should have abided by our larval condition, dispensed with evolution, remained incomplete, delighting in the elemental siesta and calmly consuming ourselves in an embryonic ecstasy.

His sterility was infinite: it partook of ecstasy.

Dac? ar exista un acces direct la bucuria mistic?, la jubilarea în Divinitate - f?r? a fi silit s? parcurgi drumul spinos al experienÈ›ei întregi È™i toate antecedentele chinuitoare ale extazului -, atunci soluÈ›ia terestr? a fericirii ar fi la îndemâna oricui. Cum un astfel de acces nu exist?, suntem condamnaÈ›i a urca o scar?, f?r? a-i atinge vreodat? ultima treapt?.

What misery a sensation is! Ecstasy itself, perhaps, is nothing more.

Numai în muzic? È™i în iubire exist? bucuria de a muri, str?fulgerarea de voluptate când simÈ›i c? mori, deoarece nu mai poÈ›i suporta vibraÈ›iile interne.

Plictiseala- absenÅ£a de muzic? a materiei Melancolia- muzic? înconÅŸtient? a sufletului Extazul- delirul spiritului Lacrimile- muzica sub forma materiei

Fuera de la música, todo, incluso la soledad y el éxtasis, es mentira. Ella es justamente ambos, pero mejorados.

If I reflect on any moment of my life, the most feverish or the most neutral, what remains? — and what difference is there now between them? Everything having become the same, without relief and without reality, it is when I felt nothing that I was closest to the truth, I mean to my present state in which I am recapitulating my experiences. What is the use of having felt anything at all? There is no "ecstasy" which either memory or imagination can resuscitate!

He wanted all to lie in an ecstasy of peace; I wanted all to sparkle and dance in a glorious jubilee. I said his heaven would be only half alive; and he said mine would be drunk: I said I should fall asleep in his; and he said he could not breathe in mine.

Inebriate of Air—am I—And Debauchee of Dew—Reeling—through endless summer days—From inns of Molten Blue—

For each ecstatic instantWe must an anguish payIn keen and quivering ratioTo the ecstasy.

I taste a liquor never brewed,From Tankards scooped in Pearl—

After eating chocolate you feel godlike, as though you can conquer enemies, lead armies, entice lovers.

She came apart, and Zeke let go, driving into her without restraint, thrilling to the cry that escaped her throat. Her body convulsed around him, a roaring filled his ears. He splintered into a billion pieces. His heart, made of thinnest glass, shattered.