Quotes About Intangibility

If you were to ask me what it smelled like, I couldn't answer any more than you would know what to say if someone asked you to describe the fragrance of coffee. It was the scent of my mother and it couldn't be broken down into parts.

The unreal is more powerful than the real, because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it, because it's only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles, wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on.

I am clouded and bruised with the print of minds and faces and things so subtle that they have smell, colour, texture, substance, but no name.

You cannot depict love inside a frame of fact. It needs a mist to dissolve in.

I am acutely aware that like a slip of paper in the wind, something in his nature eludes my grasp.

Why did you love her?' 'Well,' I say, 'what a question, anyway!' How on earth can you say why you love people? You might as well say you know where the lightning is going to strike.

Women are our most miraculous muse, an enchanted intangibility that encourages all art.

Unlike Elise, who could discover parts of a person they didn't even know were absent, you specialized in tangible, but that, I feared, was only a matter of time.

The soul can see beautiful things, feel beautiful things, touch beautiful things, even when beautiful things aren't tangible.

When I used to dream about that somebody they never had a face. It was more like a feeling.

Porque escribir, como amar, es hijo de las nubes, que se deshacen si las atrapas.

The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen or even touched. They must be felt with the heart.

Cradled in this community whose currency was relational ethics, my stock in myself soared. My value depended on the glorious intangibility, the eloquence invisibility, of my just being part of the collective—and in direct response I grew spacious and happy and gentle.

Dan: I love you. • Alice: Where? • Dan: What? • Alice: Show me. Where is this 'love'? I can't see it, I can't touch it, I can't feel it. I can hear it, I can hear some words but I can't do anything with your easy words.