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Quotes About Sensory

La gente debe enamorarse con los ojos cerrados.
~ Andy Warhol
People should fall in love with their eyes closed. Just close your eyes. Don't look.
~ Andy Warhol
her skin, which she has hardly
~ Anita Shreve
People left a lot of things behind when they went in the water. Their clothes, their stuff, their makeup, their fixed-up hair, their voices, their hearing, their sight—at least as the normally experienced them.
~ Ann Brashares
The weather turned. Her skin seemed to grow a million extra pores, and all of them opened to take in the warmth and tenderness of the air. The sun on her face made her want to cry. Into all those millions of open pores came the sunshine, and other feelings as well. In and out. She was porous.
~ Ann Brashares
I know your face by touch when it's dark, I know the profile of your sleeping face, the sound of you sleeping.
~ Ann Hood
Si chinò per accarezzarmi. Fece scorrere la mano lungo la schiena e poi sotto al mento. «Ogni cane dovrebbe iniziare la giornata con una bella grattatina sotto il mento» dichiarò. Spostò la mano sopra la testa. «Posso accarezzarti qui?» mi chiese. «Sulla testa? So che non piace a tutti i cani». Rimasi immobile, e chiusi gli occhi. «Socchiudi gli occhi!» esclamò Susan. «Ottimo segno».
~ Ann M. Martin
I nibbled on the edge—it tasted like a piece of bologna that had met a violent death and been embalmed.
~ Sam Torode
The ignorant man passes through the world dead to all pleasures, save those of the senses.
~ Samuel Smiles
I) want to do everything and see everything, sense everything and feel everything and taste everything; to know that life is an enormous experience and must be used. To be in the world, and of the world, and never to stand aside and watch.
~ Samuel Taylor
Missouri Ann ate her bit of orange slowly. Tastes like summer, she said.
~ Sandra Dallas
I felt only him kissing me back, easing me into the sunlight as I lost myself in the taste of him and felt the world go on, just as it always had, all around us.
~ Sarah Dessen
Jennifer Anne had prepared some complicated-looking recipe involving chicken breasts stuffed with sweet potatoes topped with a vegetable glaze. They looked perfect, but it was the kind of dish where you just knew someone had to have been pawing at your food for a long while to get it just right, their fingers all in what now you were having to stick in your mouth.
~ Sarah Dessen
Condition them to erratic handling, such as touching, poking, and hair-pulling. Babies and small children like to grab and pull, and your puppy may be startled if the baby's tug is the first one they experience. Feed them a savory or lickable treat as you gently condition them to your mimicking of a baby's touch. Say gentle as you do this, and repeat this phrase when it happens in real time. Don't forget to make some baby sounds, too, for the full effect.
~ Sarah Hodgson
Hands learn. More than minds do.
~ Sarah Kay
He was strong and warm and male and his mouth moved gently against hers, his kiss provocative and soothing at the same time. Her hands found his shoulders, her fingers gripping muscle and bone. She felt the brush of his tongue against her lips, then he was inside her, hot and wet and demanding, and a part of herself she'd pushed down deep inside came roaring to life.
~ Sarah Mayberry
But enough of that--here I am. Hineni! How marvelously beautiful it is today. He stopped in the overgrown yard, shut his eyes in the sun, against flashes of crimson, and drew in the odors of catalpa-bells, soil, honeysuckle, wild onions, and herbs.
~ Saul Bellow
To know how it feels to be a seaweed you have to get in the water.
~ Saul Bellow
In the depths of a man's being there was something that responded with a quack to such perfume. Quack!
~ Saul Bellow
Dr. Adler surrendered his arm to the masseur, who was using wintergreen oil.
~ Saul Bellow
The same as a cigarette? asked Rita excitedly, as Mrs. Sin bent over her. The same, but very, very gentle.
~ Sax Rohmer
Internet search for "the McGurk effect." Click on the first video you see.
~ Scott Adams
The room was darker and smelled of evergreen, as though my mother had been dreaming of trees.
~ Scott Heim
This song came on that sounded unlike anything I had ever heard: an aggressive drum machine pattern, unusual-sounding electronic noises, and of course, on top of it all, that voice. It struck me immediately, so warm and beautiful: The song was "Running Up that Hill (A Deal with God)." It was like a soundtrack to the evening. 
~ Scott Heim