Quotes About Sensation

I'm floating. The absence of pain is powerful.

Love is a feeling you feel, when you are about to fill a feeling you've never felt before.

You lift your head, you're on your way, but really just to be walking, to be out of doors. That's it, that's all, and you're there. Outdoors is our element: the exact sensation of living there.

Cómo hacerte comprender lo que tú habías despertado en mí? De pronto tuve la sensación de no desagradar; yo no desgradaba, no era odioso.

Mosca had never tasted power before. It was a little like the feeling the gin had given her, but without the bitterness and the numbness in her nose.

She felt like an amputee, reaching out reflexively with an arm she no longer had.

and it's tricky because she always makes me feel like, well, you know what it's like, when somebody's watching you and you feel it like dead leaves down the back of your sweater...

And then I feel something else. Something that's totally new. I feel the tiniest sensation of hope. Maybe my life isn't over. Maybe my life has just begun.

To enter by reason means to realize the essence through instruction and to believe that all living things share the same true nature, which isn't apparent because it's shrouded by sensation and delusion.

I no longer felt alone and it gave me, not strength, but a sweet sensation of happiness, though I knew sadness was lurking not far off, because all being arises from nonbeing, and everything that exists derives from its opposite.

In the 1520s, dozens of free imperial cities are the sites of an aggressive, disruptive Reformation movement as unexpected as an Augustinian friar becoming a publishing sensation and celebrity papal critic.7

The whole place had a feel and aura about as warm as a cold sore. Myron

tilted her head, like a dog hearing a strange sound. "Does pain happen if you don't remember it?" Kat

The cold water embraced hime like no woman ever could

Every nerve in her body shrieked, then died. She was numb.

It was a strange feeling, like touching a void.

Wrapped in the deep fragrance of the forest, I listen to the flapping of the birds' wings, to the stirring of the ferns. I'm freed from gravity and float up--just a little--from the ground and drift in the air. Of course I can't stay there forever. It's just a momentary sensation--open my eyes and it's gone. Still, it's an overwhelming experience. Being able to float in the air.

With the advent of winter, her eyes seemed to take on a greater transparency, a transparency that lead nowhere. Occassionally, for no particular reason, Naoko would gaze into my eyes as if searching for something. Each time I was filled with odd sensations of lonliness and inadequecy.

From his shoulder on down, the Rat felt the supple weight of her body. An odd sensation, that weight. This being that could love a man, bear children, grow old, and die; to think one whole existence was in this weight.

It was the first time Junko felt a certain something as she watched the flames of a bonfire: something deep down, a wad of feeling, she might have called it, because it was too raw, too heavy, to real to be called an idea. It coursed through her body and vanished, leaving behind a sweet-sad, chest-gripping, strange sort of feeling.

To some people, being in the business only starts when you're in the WWE. So I guess for those people, I'm kind of an overnight sensation.

I see plainly how external images influence the image that I call my body: they transmit movement to it.

it] would seem like a daydream, like touching a tiger's face in the dark.

The warmth of outside was shaved from my skin and fell in curls to the floor.