Quotes About Sensitivity

She felt too much and didn't know where to put it.

It's so effortless to let my loneliness defeat me, make me mold myself to whatever would (in some way - but not wholly) relieve it. I must never forget it... I want sensuality and sensitivity, both... Let me never deny that... I want to err on the side of violence and excess, rather than to underfill my moments.

it's so effortless to let my loneliness defeat me, make me mold myself to whatever would (in some way—but not wholly) relieve it. I am infinite—I must never forget it … I want sensuality and sensitivity, both … I was more alive and satisfied with H than I have ever been with anyone else … Let me never deny that … I want to err on the side of violence and excess, rather than to underfill my moments …

The extremity of her sensitivity impressed a richly idle princely family, of her discomfort, bothered as she had to be by the absurd softness of the ample beddings, not to mention the pillow piles aggravating her much lamented acrophobic dis-ease. [from the poem, Princess and the Pea ]

then sensing her self-consciousness

Any references to pregnancy or childbirth are coarse, and should be carefully side-stepped by the truly well-bred, as should intrusive comments on love-affairs.

I covered my face because they had taken my wisdom teeth out.

They took turns kissing necks and ears and stubbled chins. He had never found or expected gentleness from Tucker, but here it was, his for the asking. His even if he didn't know how to ask.

Eyes closed, I murmured, "Are you kissing it better?" "Am I?" "I think so. My lips hurt too.

Men are overly sensitive to being told what to do. If they are persuaded to understand that they're making you happy by doing more, they'll be a lot more interested than if they're doing it because they're being told.

Now, it it well known that one cannot step on a tack without saying something about it.

I've always had a theory that some of us are born with nerve endings longer than our bodies

up of feeling as the next man, including a brute of

She was in love with love. She couldn't do anything part way. She felt everything so deeply it was like the world was too much for her. Anytime she'd hear a story about some kid who had cancer or an old man who's wife died or dog even it was like it happened to her. Like she was missing the outer layer of skin that allowed people to get through the day without bleeding all the time. The world got to be too much for her.

Los límites de los seres humanos son imperfectos: sienten en su propio cuerpo el reflejo de las emociones de otras personas, ven sus emociones afectadas por las de otros. Viven sus vidas conectados a los demás por una especie de vasos comunicantes de sentimientos.

Let's face it. We're undone by each other. And if we're not, we're missing something. This seems so clearly the case with grief, but it can be so only because it was already the case with desire. One does not always stay intact. One may want to, or manage to for a while, but despite one's best efforts, one is undone, in the face of the other, by the touch, by the scent, by the feel, by the prospect of the touch, by the memory of the feel.

Feeling is not selective, I keep telling you that. You can't feel pain, you aren't gonna feel anything else, either.

I keep telling you that feeling is not selective. You can't feel pain, you aren't gonna feel anything else either.

Authoritarian, secretive, sometimes grandiose, and even paranoid, the perpetrator is nevertheless exquisitely sensitive to the realities of power and to social norms. Only rarely does he get into difficulties with the law; rather, he seeks out situations where his tyrannical behavior will be tolerated, condoned, or admired. His demeanor provides an excellent camouflage, for few people believe that extraordinary crimes can be committed by men of such conventional appearance.

the life preserver to be tossed is: "I don't think you realize how that sounds. I can't imagine that you really believe that, but in any case, let's talk about something else.

We are in the midst of an evolution of human consciousness, and empaths are the path forgers. A sacred responsibility comes with our sensitivities, which demand more of us than simply retreating into isolation. It's vital we learn how to avoid feeling overwhelmed so that we can fully shine our power in the world. Empaths and all sensitive people are pioneers on the forefront of a new way of being for humankind.

EMPATH AFFIRMATION I vow to honor my sensitivities and treat myself lovingly as I explore what it means to be an empath and embrace my gifts. I will appreciate myself every day.

Empaths are creators, inventors, visionaries, artists, and people who feel first.

Empaths feel things first, then think, which is the opposite of how most people function in our overintellectualized society. There is no membrane that separates us from the world. This makes us very different from other people who have had their defenses up almost from the time they were born.