Quotes About Sensitivity

I think the ability to emphasize is, in large part, what makes me a man and not a boy.

Speaking about my children is off limits.

I think the great artists, especially in literature, have always thought with the heart.

I don't like to sing loud.

I'm not the loudest person in the room, but I'll speak up when something isn't right. And try to make everyone laugh.

I don't want to say it's nice to see people cry, because of course it isn't, but there's something really emotional and lovely about seeing the impact you're having on someone's life.

I would say that artists have to be good lovers.

I'm not a very macho guy.

There is something magical about being able to feel somebody. And that is something that has always moved me with music.

You have to be very careful when you speak French around Kris Marshall.

She's so sensitive, she's almost able to read their minds. . .. She becomes them. . .. She has a precise and very special gift, a way of observing and understanding animals that's rare, a sixth sense. . .. It's been this way since she was little. In

any number of peas under the mattress and I would not know it—

Lo lamento -le oí decir-. Nos acostumbramos tanto a nuestros propios horrores que olvidamos el efecto que pueden tener en otras personas.

Spirituality is not just about religion, or church attendance, or fidelity to one or other legal requirement. Spirituality is understood to be an innate wisdom of the human heart that enlivens a zest for life, a search for meaning and purpose, a love for all that is good and beautiful, a passion to create a better world, a sensitivity to the life-energy (God, if you wish) that permeates the entire cosmos.

As she only cries about once a year I really ought to have gone over and comforted her, but I wanted to set it all down here. I begin to see that writers are liable to become callous.

No body knows how to feel and they're checking around for hints.

I know it's thankless to be sensible in the face of someone's primitive distrust.

I want to do whatever's best for you." "But you please me by letting me please you," she said. "As the male partner I think it's my responsibility to please." "I'm not sure whether that's a sensitive caring statement or a sexist remark." "Is it wrong for the man to be considerate toward his partner?

We're clear. We're vague. We hate. We love. We feel passionately about our shoes yet shrug off disasters on TV. We are finely tuned sensors of right and wrong, and horrible examples for our kids. We are walking contradictions. We are encyclopedias of the heart.

And what is sad, what is very sad, is that we are proud people, and because we have sensitive egos and so many of us live our lives in front of our televisions, not having to deal with real people who might hurt us or offend us, we float along on our couches like astronauts moving aimlessly through the Milky Way, hardly interacting with other human beings at all.

What if we are designed as sensitive antennas, receptors to receive love, a longing we often mistake as a need to be impressive? What if some of the most successful people in the world got that way because their success was fueled by a misappropriated need for love?

But though it was the most resonant and real-seeming thing that had happened in a long time, I didn't want to spoil it by talking about it...

overly sensitive to the souls of rooms and objects, the emanations

Dearest, your little heart is wounded; think me not cruel because I obey the irresistible law of my strength and weakness; if your dear heart is wounded, my wild heart bleeds with yours.