Quotes About Sensory

The life-world of human and animal experience, with colours, tastes, solid objects, is a perceptual effect of massed atoms.

Io sono come il sonnambulo che cammina lungo il crinale di un tetto a passi sicuri e con calma lui cammina senza vedere senza udire Ma qualcuno lo assale con urla via via sempre più forti si risveglia e piomba giù dal tetto al di fuori dei suoi sogni Non fatemi questo non questo io serenamente cammino dentro ai sogni che sono la mia vita soltanto così posso vivere

Priscilla watched her husband as he slowly drifted into sleep, and once he was asleep, she took hold of his hand and put it to her face and smelled all of the outside world that he had brought in with him and then she tried to find sleep herself.

In my opinion the best writer of historical novels. He makes you feel, smell, see every thing he describes in all his books. He doesn't only write, he makes you linked images in your mind with his words.

Opening her handbag, she took out a small bottle of perfume and touched the stopper behind her ears. Its cool, glassy edge felt like her only point of contact with tangible reality.

jungle seemed to leap out at Brian in a Technicolor

If passion was a substance I would say it is dark brown, and then blood red. It's like wet grass, tons of it soaked in mud. It's warm and it stinks like shit and it's unaccountably and endlessly good. It's thick and it goes on for miles and it isn't so much deep as bottomless and it holds you in its grip, you never drown. And then it goes. That's all you know.

This time he just inhaled, deep and luxurious. The inhale was to fill up on her scent, she knew. The exhale was her name, just that, warm and moist against her skin.

Those who indulge themselves in sense stimulation throughout their lives often end up exhausted, with an enfeebled will and little capacity to love others.

means you are more easily overwhelmed when you have been out in a highly stimulating environment for too long, bombarded by sights and sounds until you are exhausted in a nervous-system sort of way.

You are also bothered by things others may hardly notice, such as the sound of children chewing with their mouth open, jangling keys in your partner's pocket, or a bit of a whine added to a request.

It is true for everyone, even infants. They hate to feel bored or overwhelmed.

Everyone has a limit as to how much information or stimulation can be taken in before getting overloaded, overstimulated, overaroused, overwhelmed, and just over! We simply reach that point sooner than others. Fortunately, as soon as we get some downtime we recover nicely.

hours with their eyes closed without worrying if they are actually sleeping. Since 80 percent of sensory stimulation comes in through the eyes, just resting with your eyes closed gives you quite a break.

I wanted him to see in that plate of pasta everything that, by leaving, he would no longer be able to look at, or touch, or caress, listen to, smell: never again.

dass es auf der Welt überhaupt nichts zu gewinnen gab, dass ihr Leben genauso wie meines voller außergewöhnlicher und unsinniger Abenteuer war und dass die Zeit ganz einfach ohne jeden Sinn verrann und es nur schön war, sich hin und wieder zu sehen, um den verrückten Klang des Gehirns der einen als Echo im verrückten Klang des Gehirns der anderen zu hören.

I began to intuit dimly why people drank when they went dancing, and it occurred to me that maybe the reason preschool had felt the way it had was that one had had to go through the whole thing sober. When

Why did I insist on blocking myself against the marrow of life? Wasn't this—this, being outside, here, negotiating with a handsome, possibly disabled mugger—wasn't this, the cigarette butts and melon guts in the gutter, the faint smell of horses, the sickening pulse of bass from the clubs—wasn't this what life was?

I think I'm falling in love with you. Every day it's harder for me to see the common denominator, to understand what counts as a thing. All the categories that make up a dog—they go blurry and dissolve, I can't tell what anything is anymore. Chills go up the backs of my arms and songs go around my head. "[If I Must Be Put to Death, Let It Be] by Your Aristocratic Little Hand.

Blacking believes that 'feeling with the body' is as close as anyone can get to resonating with another person.

In the next chapter, we shall look at some aspects of 'sensory deprivation'. As noise abatement enthusiasts have discovered, its opposite, sensory overload, is a largely disregarded problem. The current popularity of techniques like 'transcendental meditation' may represent an attempt to counterbalance the absence of silence and solitude which the modern urban environment inflicts upon us.

Había cerrado los ojos... era más fácil sentir con los ojos cerrados.

Where there is a stink of shit there is a smell of being.

In our present state of degeneration it is through the skin that metaphysics must be made to re-enter our minds.