Quotes About Sensations

I could feel in my head the cunning of cannabis.

Your pleasures lessen in intensity the more they are repeated. Yet your capacity to experience ever more agony--is inexhaustible.

The scents of the fruits surrounded us as their tastes dissolved in our mouths.

Opera is complex for those who perform it, but also for those who listen to it. It takes more time, more patience and more spirit of sacrifice. All this is well worth it because opera offers such deep sensations that they will remain in a heart for a lifetime.

Everything we do is for the purpose of altering consciousness. We form friendships so that we can feel certain emotions, like love, and avoid others, like loneliness. We eat specific foods to enjoy their fleeting presence on our tongues. We read for the pleasure of thinking another person's thoughts.

I'm very ticklish. They say being tickled is a form of torture.

So then it got hotter. You can feel your back begin to cook. Pinch of salt and a few sprigs of rosemary and you got a dinner. God Almighty, the heat.

Sometimes my whole life seems like a dream; occasionally I think that someone else has lived it for me. The events and the sensations, the stories and the things that make me what I am in the eyes of other people, the list of facts that make my life ... They could be mine, they might be yours.

Corpul are memoria senza?iilor tot a?a cum creierul are memoria imaginilor, carnea stocheaz? impresiile tot a?a cum encefalul stocheaz? trecutul... Corpul isi poate aminti.

There's something about the way blood tastes in New York City. It's unlike any blood anywhere else in the world.

Ik begreep plotseling waarom de schaars geklede filmheldinnen altijd in katzwijm vielen in hun redders armen: niet omdat ze zulke slappe troela's waren, maar omdat je blijkbaar slappe knieën krijgt als een man iets heel bijzonders doet om jou te redden, en dat was, merkte ik nu, een plezierig gevoel.

The feeling which rocked him took him completely off-guard, and her own corresponding gasps of pleasure as she spasmed around him made him tip his head back in a disbelieving kind of wonder as he came and came and came, his seed spilling uselessly into the condom. And then he rolled off her and gazed unseeingly at the ceiling. He hadn't known it could feel quite like that.

You haven't touched me, and I'm already unfocused.:

I'll just say that I made my own explorations of tone by listening to a tone for a long time until I began to understand what my sensations were, what my mind was doing with tone.

Butterflies were all very pretty in a meadow. They were altogether less comfortable in her stomach.

On poetry: Everyone wants to know what it means. But nobody is asking, How does it feel?

I felt emotions of gentleness and pleasure, that had long appeared dead, revive within me. Half surprised by the novelty of these sensations, I allowed myself to be borne away by them, and forgetting my solitude and deformity, dared to be happy.

i'm a creature of fine sensations

I felt emotions of gentleness and pleasure, that had long appeared dead, revive within me. Half surprised by the novelty of these sensations, I allowed myself to be borne away by them, and forgetting my solitude and deformity, dared to be happy. Soft tears again bedewed my cheeks, and I even raised my humid eyes with thankfulness towards the blessed sun, which bestowed such joy upon me.

When happy, inanimate nature had the power of bestowing on me the most delightful sensations.

I felt sensations of a peculiar and overpowering nature: they were a mixture of pain and pleasure, such as I had never before experienced, either from hunger or cold, warmth or food; and I withdrew from the window, unable to bear these emotions.

He raised her, and smiled with such kindness and affection that I felt sensations of a peculiar and overpowering nature: they were a mixture of pain and pleasure, such as I have never before experienced, either from hunger or cold, warmth or food; and I withdrew from the window, unable to bear these emotions.

So much does suffering blunt even the coarsest sensations of men

The world was to me a secret which I desired to divine. Curiosity, earnest research to learn the hidden laws of nature, gladness akin to rapture, as they were unfolded to me, are among the earliest sensations I can remember.