Quotes About Sensory

Happy are they who can please and delight their senses with things insensate—and who can live off their death.

She sings on and on, while the house is discreetly dusted all around her and, in the concealed and subterranean kitchen, a naked duck, limp and faintly steaming, spreads its pimpled legs on a draining board.

Undergo the quiet treatment of the five senses. It is enough to accept what is gratuitously given.

Shock stung her into a quivering mass of pleasure when he captured one of her hands and fed it down to the velvet-smooth thickness of his penis, then urged her to stroke it between her legs.

It smelled of oily flowers, like the worn pillowcases of long-ago lovers.

The right hemisphere controls sensory attention and body image; the left hemisphere controls skilled movements and some aspects of language.

For the spectator does not see space, he sees the objects and events; he does not perceive the coordinates with the same cyclopean eye of the camera. With his entire body, desires, and fantasies, he perceives the existential dimensions by which the world is organized.

People are going deaf because music is played louder and louder, but because they're going deaf, it has to be played louder still.

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The different arts reach our brains in different ways; they lodge there with differing ease, at different speeds, with different degrees of inevitable simplifications; and for different durations

Between the whores' world and God's world, like a river dividing two empires, stretches an intense smell of urine.

Y un día comprobó con sorpresa que hacía el amor con la luz encendida pero que cerraba los ojos. Hacía el amor y recordaba.

La sensualité, c'est la mobilisation maximale des sens : on observe l'autre intensément et on écoute ses moindres bruits.

But her nascent love inflamed her sense of beauty, and she would never forget that music. Whenever she heard it, she would be touched. Everything going on around her at that moment would be haloed by the music and take on its beauty.

I love the cello, I love the physical sense of an instrument that's about the size of your body that vibrates enough that even if you play an open string, you feel it.

Eighty percent of love is smell.

To really love Joan Didion—to have been blown over by things like the smell of jasmine and the packing list she kept by her suitcase—you have to be female.

I'll hear a song I love and suddenly I'm isolated from everything around me just for a nanosecond. That's a moment between a moment.

I love paperwhites - they smell heavenly and you can often pick them up from a big home improvement store garden center already planted in pretty terra cotta pots.

The depth of my feelings is proportional to the depth of the color.

When you close your eyes and you feel the color, that is when you know that love has entered your heart.

Beauty exists not in what is seen and remembered, but in what is felt and never forgotten.

I'll never forget the way he tastes. It's not anything I can describe, a little sweet and a whole lot of spice, and it feels, in that moment, absolutely right.

The last thing she remembered before finally drifting off was how nice Steffi's hair smelled.