Quotes About Sensitivity

You've got that extra gene, that sensitivity toward women. That unwillingness to objectify the opposite sex, isn't that what they say about you? That you invent a female character and put her in a marriage, a family, a king-sized bed in the suburbs, and yet you don't feel the need to describe . . . I don't know, her pubic hair in literary terms: 'a burnt-sienna nimbus,' or whatever, like the rest of your crowd would.

When you have nothing inside you, you feel everything more, and feel you can control it all.

I think she might cry. In her way, she is.

When you have nothing inside you, you feel everything more, and feel you can control all of it.

No emotion is more squirmy than feeling embarrassed for someone else

I hate the very human inclination towards insensitivity

I know she's young, but she's old enough to know that such blatant bumpwatching is just about the rudest thing you can do to someone in my concave condition.

Are you afraid of offending people? Telling them things that they don't want to hear?' 'Yuh,' I said, nodding vigorously.

Even if we manage to get rid of Trump [...] the political left still needs a course correction. We need to stop devouring our own and canceling ourselves. We need fewer sensitivity readers and more empathy as a matter of course. We need to recognize that to deny people their complications and contradictions is to deny them their humanity.

Never let your dreams to be a nightmare for others!

The beauty of the moonlight has no meaning for the bats and for the unfeeling minds!

There is something softer than the water: The touch of the love!

Bad taste is simply saying the truth before it should be said.

There is a place you can touch a woman that will drive her crazy. Her heart.

She gently placed his hand against the beating pulse of her heart. Always, always it beat out of control, and he held his hand to it until he felt it perfectly match his.

You can't go around feeling too much.

When he felt her fingers, he flinched; he had not been touched with such gentleness since his childhood. He was no stranger to women and had felt their hands on all parts of his body, but her touch made him feel like he belonged some place.

Because I want to feel something other than this emotional crap

Mientras le tiembla todavía el cuerpo por las convulsiones, me coge la mano y enlaza mis dedos con los suyos y por primera vez en la vida, desde que tengo uso de razón, siento el dolor de otra persona.

Partial kindness breaks the heart...

Why did tears make people treat you like a five-year-old when usually they meant something grown-up was going on inside?

For all we know, our ancestors may have had better reproductive success not because they were smart, but because they were emotionally sensitive, dynamically moody, and ridden with anxiety. In other words, it makes sense to hold up an evolutionary lens to mental disorders because they might not be disorders at all, but adaptations.

The human sense of smell is extraordinary. Our eyes can distinguish several million colours, our ears can distinguish half a million tones, but our noses can distinguish well over a trillion different odours. Humans can detect virtually all volatile chemicals ever tested.

The normal guardrails of healthy emotional boundaries were never constructed inside me. I think it's normal that I feel what Emily feels. Better than normal: I believe tuning into other people's emotions is my secret superpower. I can bend steel with my bare hands. I can find a way in. I am CAPTAIN EMPATHY—able to intuit feelings like Superman leaps tall buildings.