Quotes About Sensitivity

In the past, men had projected their feminine qualities of emotions, nurturance, and sensitivity onto women. With the recent activation of the feminine centers represented by the asteroids, men have been pressured and encouraged to both own: and develop these qualities.

She was resting at a table between numbers in the Greek nightclub where she was dancing. A little of the stage light touched her. She was very frail. She seemed to be thinking about something far away, waiting patiently for somebody to destroy her.

I often said the wrong thing–wake up, shut up, grow up. These are the wrong things to say when people are sad about some minor cruelty or sentimental incident.

Lovely thing about Adam, and why I loved him, was that he was kind to me when it mattered and he had seen a lot too. It's hard to be among vanilla bastards all the time. Normal people can get genuinely upset about a bad haircut, cross words, sick cats. It's hard not to roll your eyes and say the wrong thing.

It transformed and sharpened everything she saw, smelled, felt. She could hear the ping of water moving through the pipes and smell metal in the river and hear rodents scuttle along the foundation. Her flesh felt as if it had been freshly slathered over her body this morning. She bet if she tried to guess the thread count of these sheets she'd come close, and her blood raced through her veins like a train moving across a desert at night.

I was acutely aware of every part of him, skin to skin. I closed my eyes. It had never felt so right, so inevitable, yet I could already feel heartbreak waiting to take center stage.

You're beautiful to me, Jamie," I said softly, at last. "So beautiful, you break my heart.

Hello," I said softly, one hand over the butterfly wings that beat inside me.

She can hear it," Jem said, smiling into his sister's face. "How do you know?" Claire asked, curious. Jem looked up at her, surprised. "She says so.

the important things ye do by touch, aye?

Her eyes were fastened on his naked chest, and he was—for the first time in his life—embarrassed by the fact that he possessed nipples.

An unfortunate affair of the heart! He smiled grimly, dipping his pen. Perhaps Hal had a greater sensitivity than he'd thought, in so describing it. But then, all his affairs had been unfortunate, since Hector's death at Culloden. With the thought of Culloden, the thought of Fraser came back to him; something he had been avoiding all day.

When I wrote a gay character, I spent six months asking questions I've never asked a gay friend, the questions you don't ask just because you don't have the right to do it.

It's not for me or another European to speak about domestic political choices or decisions in the U.S.

Like, Australians definitely don't walk around dressed up in blackface going, 'Ha-ha.'

I'm thin-skinned in a way that's just dumb.

As an actor, I trust my ear.

I have a good ear for music.

As an editor, I have to be tactful, of course.

I have to say that I am embarrassed about how emotional I am.

I'm writing about emotions.

My work is through my emotions, so everything kind of goes together.

I think everybody needs to be more empathetic.

To be empathetic to everyone around you, I think, is such a powerful thing to hold.