Quotes About Sensations

Hild nodded, but couldn't say anything. Soft, shocking echoes lapped at her bones and squeezed her insides. Gwladus kept stroking her belly and the echoes began to run into one another like ripples on a pond, and then slowly calmed.

We crave for new sensations but soon become indifferent to them. The wonders of yesterday are today common occurrences

Love at first sight must be glorious. I wouldn't know, since at first there was no sight. Smell, yeah — the tangy, salty scent of horses. Plenty of other sensations too. But I'll get to that. The point I want to make up front is that by the time I laid eyes on Sinclair Youngblood Powers — in the flesh, that is — I was already in love with him. Nothing could change that. Not even the fact that he was dead." ~ Dice

Experience each moment as if it were the first sensation of its kind ever. Bring childlike interest and curiosity to your present-time experience.

What is always speaking silently is the body.

Literature's world is a concrete human world of immediate experience. The poet uses images and objects and sensations much more than he uses abstract ideas; the novelist is concerned with telling stories, not with working out arguments.

ALIVE! Still alive. Alive … again. Awakening was hard, as always. The ultimate disappointment. It was a struggle to take in enough air to drive off nightmare sensations of asphyxiation. Lilith Iyapo lay gasping, shaking with the force of her effort.

Valuing physical sensations above moral considerations is evidence of either mental deficiency or demonic evil.

Fuera se extendía el océano de la irracionalidad, y lanzarme a nadar en sus aguas hasta morir se me hacía más placentero.

We need to be in touch with our bodies; with what feels good, what feels not so good and what feels wrong.

Music makes one feel so romantic - at least it always gets on one's nerves - which is the same thing nowadays.

Janet awoke to the delicious sensation of Jack's callused hand sliding over the bare skin of her ass. "Good morning, angel." His voice was deep and sleepy.

The warmth of his body shouldn't have felt good. He was angry and every muscle was tense. It was like being leaned on by a very heavy, warm brick. A sexy brick.

It was like being leaned on by a very heavy, warm brick. A sexy brick.

Allowing anyone, even Mairelon, not only to come close to her, but to circle her waist with his arms brought back old fears, though she had to admit that the sensation was pleasurable on those rare occasions when she could relax enough to enjoy it.

One long-term impact of trauma is the fact that often-traumatized individuals have difficulty recognizing how they are feeling and then fail to respond in an appropriate and helpful way. They become out of touch with their own feelings, bodies, and needs, which in turn makes it more difficult to respond to the feelings, sensations, and needs of others in their lives.

For the last few hours I could feel myself growing less drunk and more hungover by slow degrees. I'd never been awake through the entire process before, and it was not pleasant.

A babe whose feet smell of fresh butter, of bodily smells of pancakes and milky goodness and "where the hair makes a cowlick" smells like caramel, so sweet.

You don't see things like that. You feel them, as in all important things; they arrive, they come into your dreams.

Painting from nature is not copying the object it is realizing one's sensations.

For an Impressionist to paint from nature is not to paint the subject, but to realize sensations.

Mindfulness is awareness without judgment. As mindfulness researcher Jon Kabat-Zinn notes, mindfulness is "the ability to be aware of your thoughts, emotions, physical sensations, and actions—in the present moment—without judging or criticizing yourself or your experience" (2005).

Svojstva tela su utoliko manje poznata ukoliko su stalnija. Što su više kao odvojiva od tela, ili promenjiva, više ih hvatamo. Toplina nam je pristupa?nija nego težina.

Ce fut le temps sous de clairs ciels, (Vous en souvenez-vous, Madame?) De baisers superficiels Et des sentiments à fleur d'âme. It was a time of cloudless skies, (My lady, do you recall?) Of kisses that brushed the surface And feelings that shook the soul.