Quotes About Sensory

When making a film, if I feel nothing in my body, I can't work. I have to touch. I have to feel. I never stop touching.

I like manual things, doing things with my hands, the feeling of touching.

All disgust is originally disgust at touching.

I don't really like reading: I like seeing and touching images.

When you're writing, you're only a brain and some fingers, but drumming, you're involving all four limbs, and you're hearing stuff and you're converting your ideas into physical motions, getting physical feedback from things you are touching - it's pretty cool. It's a really a nice contrast to writing.

In a world where so much happens through computer screens, making a meal by hand, touching the raw materials, feeling your way through a recipe, tasting, adjusting, engaging all the senses, can be a soothing release.

I love touching. I always touch people.

When you unbox a My Little Pony or a Strawberry Shortcake doll, you were hit with a sweet, impossibly perfect fragrance of fresh, machine-made plastic oftentimes infused with floral and fruity notes to bring the toy to life. That third dimension of sensory experience made the toy so real to me.

Music and weed go well together, obviously.

Me and Jaden just figured out that our voices sound like chocolate together. As good as chocolate tastes, it sounds that good.

My soul travels on the smell of perfume like the souls of other men on music.

The eye is the window of the human body through which it feels its way and enjoys the beauty of the world.

Food makes travel so exceptional, because you get to taste what it's actually supposed to taste like. To eat the real Pad Thai or finally have a proper curry is something pretty amazing.

She smelled like herself, like the wind through a tree.

The room was darker and smelled of evergreen, as though my mother had been dreaming of trees.

Picture it in your mind's nostril: you get in a cab in time to catch twin thugs named Vomit and Cologne assaulting a defenseless pine-tree air freshener.

The truth of a thing is in the feel of it, not in the think of it.

Ashiana… has no one ever told you?" He reached out to tilt her chin up, his touch as gentle as his voice. "I am not teasing when I call you sundar. Your eyes are the color of ocean waves in the morning sun. Your skin is like the silk the Hindus call 'the white of the clouds when the rain is spent.' And the rest of you…" His voice deepened. "… is delicate and feminine and perfect.

unbalanced view of the nature of sensory experience.

A sensory experience is just some tiny part of the universe—the wind touching your face, an act of making love, tying your shoes, being angry with a student—yet when we experience any of these completely, it links us to the fullness of Creation and the vacuity of the Creator.

As I got older, I began to appreciate eating with my hands, which allowed me to savor the warm food through pliant fingers rather than a cold, hard fork or spoon. In fact, Indians believe that hands add flavor to food.

Every person, old or young, male or female, automatically slows down as if the air had become thick and difficult to penetrate. Do you know at what building?—a bakery! That powerful olfactory stimulus slows you automatically.

How can one help shivering with delight when one's hot fingers close around the stem of a live flower, cool from the shade and stiff with newborn vigor!

Religion is an attempt to get control over the sensory world, in which we are placed, by means of the wish-world which we have developed inside us as a result of biological and psychological necessities.