Quotes About Sensations

There are moments in a woman's life when her heart flips in her chest, when the world suddenly seems uncommonly pink and perfect, when a symphony can be heard in the tinkle of a doorbell.

But from the mocking curve of his smile, she was fairly certain she'd not been able to mask her first flash of surprise. "Forgive me," he said smoothly, and she shivered, because his voice -- it wasn't what she'd thought it would be. It sounded like the smell of brandy, and it felt like the taste of chocolate. And she wasn't so certain why she'd shivered, because now she felt rather warm.

They sat in silence for several minutes, Richard downing his glass of whiskey while Iris carefully sipped hers. She liked it, she decided. It was hot and cold at the same time. How else could one describe something that burned until it made you shiver?

Ningún pensamiento cargaba sentimientos: podía pensar, tranquilamente en cosas tristes: solamente eran pesadas. Ahora se me acercaban los recuerdos como si yo estuviera tirado bajo un árbol y me cayeran hojas encima: las vería y las recordaría porque me habían caído y porque las tenía encima.

The damp air eased between sheets tossed and loosened with dreams, kissing uncovered throats, slipping in with unguarded breaths to lie snugly in the lungs and wait for day.

I've got quite a vivid imagination and I'm easily overwhelmed by sensations and things that are beautiful or scary. I don't think I've ever seen a ghost - I think I'm probably haunted by my own ghosts than real ones.

Lo que quiero decir es que nunca sabremos nada porque probablemente no haya nada que saber. Vivimos en un mundo de sensaciones y sentimientos. Eso es todo lo que hay. Recuérdalo siempre, Samuel: nunca desprecies tus sensaciones y sentimientos, porque eso es todo lo que posees.

Your anger is unreasonable and unfair. Let it stay that way. Trying to make it seem reasonable - which usually consists of trying to make the resented person wrong - is the source of all the judgments and explanations that remove you further from the person and further from your experience of the sensations that arose in your body.

Pragmatically, aesthetic value can be recognized or experienced, but it cannot be conveyed to those who are incapable of grasping its sensations and perceptions. To quarrel on its behalf is always a blunder.

I fall in love everyday, with ideas and sensations, people I see. I hold them long enough to let them go, but I keep them in my heart and in my soul.

In the deepening spring of May, I had no choice but to recognize the trembling of my heart. It usually happened as the sun was going down. In the pale evening gloom, when the soft fragrance of magnolias hung in the air, my heart would swell without warning, and tremble, and lurch with a stab of pain. I would try clamping my eyes shut and gritting my teeth, and wait for it to pass. And it would pass –but slowly, taking its own time, and leaving a dull ache behind.

Whether it's good for anything or not, cool or totally uncool, in the final analysis what's most important is what you can't see but can feel in your heart.

El yo es por ello la existencia de la universalidad totalmente abstracta, lo abstractamente libre. Por eso, el yo es el pensar en cuanto sujeto y siendo así que yo estoy igualmente en todas mis sensaciones, representaciones y estados [subjetivos], resulta que el pensamiento está presente en todas partes y atraviesa como categoría todas estas determinaciones.

You cannot touch the clouds, you know; but you feel the rain and know how glad the flowers and the thirsty earth are to have it after a hot day. You cannot touch love either; but you feel the sweetness that it pours into everything. Without love you would not be happy or want to play.

First they ask me to tell the life of the child who is mother to the woman. Then they make me my own daughter and ask for an account of grown-up sensations. Finally I am requested to write about my dreams, and thus I become an anachronical grandmother; for it is the special privilege of old age to relate dreams.

Most critical writing is drivel and half of it is dishonest. It is a short cut to oblivion, anyway. Thinking in terms of ideas destroys the power to think in terms of emotions and sensations.

Well, I've always been interested in approaching a big city in a train, and I can't exactly describe the sensations, but they're entirely human and perhaps have nothing to do with aesthetics.

I love to read, but I can't stand books like that. And I flat out refuse to have one of those lives that I wouldn't even want to read about." "But at least I'm numb -- as if my heart's been Novocained.

A veces creo que ya he sentido todo lo que puedo sentir, y que a partir de ahora no sentiré nada nuevo... Sólo versiones menos intensas de lo que ya he sentido

are you really alive if you don't feel like you are stan

In addition, experiences that facilitate addiction offer people a sense of power or control, of security or calm, of intimacy or of being valued by others; on the other hand, such experiences succeed in blocking out sensations of pain, discomfort, or other negative sensations.

Hiçbir ÅŸeyin benim için gerçekleÅŸmediÄŸi, ama yine de her ÅŸeyin bana dahil olduÄŸu duygusunu ta??yordum yaln?zca; ilgisiz kalsam da, çok derin ve çok gerçek ÅŸeyler tad?yor olmak müthiÅŸ mutluluk veren bir duyguydu, ruhumun en canl? kayna??n? oluÅŸturur, tan?mad???m yerlerde ÅŸehvet gibi üstüme çökerdi.

Dass man gerade die wichtigsten Empfindungen erst versteht, sobald man sie selbst durchlitten hat.

Hiç bilmediÄŸim bir uçurumun içine düÅŸtüm, yine de o bir saatin içinde sizin aran?zda geçirdiÄŸim kaskat? y?llardan çok daha canl? hissettim kendimi.