Quotes About Sensory

En tant qu'il existe pour soi l'enfant ne saurait se saisir comme sexuellement différencié. (...) C'est à travers les yeux, les mains, non par les paties sexuelles qu'ils appréhendent l'univers.

When I was grown up I wanted to crunch flowering almond trees, and take bites out of the the rainbow nougats of the sunset. Against the night sky of New York, the neon signs appeared to me like giant sweatmeats

Les choses sensibles sont réelles en tant que choses sensibles, mais irréelles en tant que biens. L'apparence a la plénitude de la réalité, mais en tant qu'apparence. En tant qu'autre chose qu'apparence, elle est erreur. (...) Le temps, à proprement parler, n'existe pas (sinon le présent comme limite), et pourtant c'est à cela que nous sommes soumis. Telle est notre condition. Nous sommes soumis à ce qui n'existe pas.

Good writing is supposed to evoke sensation in the reader, not the fact that it's raining, but the feeling of being rained upon.

Good writing is supposed to evoke sensation in the reader, not the fact that it's raining, but the feeling of being rained upon." The

Except...I do. Of course I do. Because as his hands gently cup my waist, I don't make a sound. As he swivels me around to face him, I don't make a sound. I don't need to. We're still talking. Every touch he makes, every imprint of his skin is like another word, another thought, a continuation of our conversation. And we're not done yet. Not yet.

Samantha, cooking isn't about writing down. It's about tasting. Feeling. Touching. Smelling.

I stick my finger into existence and it smells of nothing.

Being in touch with our bodies, or more accurately, being our bodies, is how we know what is true. Harriet

I have smelt all the aromas there are in the fragrant kitchen they call Earth; and what we can enjoy in this life, I surely have enjoyed just like a lord!

There's more to the erotic life than explicitness.

All that is beautiful can only be felt.

One of my relatives invented the sensory deprivation tank. Appropriately, most of my family has never seen or heard of him.

When I first tried a sensory deprivation tank, people thought I had lost my mind. In fact, I had found it.

She closed her eyes and let the rain fall on her face, and after another second, I could not have said what were raindrops, and what tears.

Experiments show that infants just entering the third trimester will move or alter their heart rate, or both, in response to a strong light beamed at the womb.

In one of the strangest types of synesthesia—there are at least three dozen—people see a word and immediately experience a taste on their tongue.

[We] live with our heels as well as head and most of our pleasure comes in that way.

In addition to being delightful words to say, umwelt and umgebung offer a framework for exploring and describing the experience of other creatures.

I think if I were a woman I'd wear coffee as a perfume.

You should understand that I did not want you to read a painting. I/ wanted you to bathe in it before words domesticated the experience,/ and you turned to such stand-bys as "illumination" and "transcendent"/ to describe what happened to you. Painting should not be sentenced to/ sentences.

Unfortunately, even as he removed his shirt to reveal shoulders good enough to make a girl go slack-jawed, his only thought was of the errant au gratin potato. "Here you go, Doll," he said, holding his shirt out to her. "Maybe you could get that cheese out, before it's too late.

Each of us possesses five fundamental, enthralling maps to the natural world: sight, touch, taste, hearing, smell. As we unravel the threads that bind us to nature, as denizens of data and artifice, amid crowds and clutter, we become miserly with these loyal and exquisite guides, we numb our sensory intelligence. This failure of attention will make orphans of us all.

You know what he taught me? He taught me to feel more. He taught me to give myself over to feelings. And now that's all I have. I'm swamped by them. I can't breathe because I feel so damn much.