Quotes About Sensation

When he had danced from her sight, Electra Chenti raised her own hand, which had struck him, and stretched it. Presently, she put it up to her lips, laid her mouth against it, held it to her.

I entered the water as naked as when my mother bore me. When I first touched the cold water I felt a shudder go through me, then the shudder was transformed into a sensation of wakefulness.

And like a cat in winter at a fire She could not edge close enough To what singed her, and would burn her.

Our eyes met and I felt a surprising ripple of pleasure run through me.

And it is also the only reward for my work: to feel what I have written is like the back of a cat as it is being petted, with sparks and an arching in cadence. (page 402)

la música que se pasea por la piel, se incorpora a la sangre y a la respiración, y después basta, nada de razones profundas.

El pan está fuera de mí, pero lo toco con los dedos, lo siento, siento que eso es el mundo, pero si yo puedo tocarlo y sentirlo, entonces, no se puede decir realmente que sea otra cosa, o ¿tú crees que se puede decir?

Pensar era quizá destruir la tela todavía suspendida en algo como el reverso de la sensación, su latencia acaso repetible.

y yo te siento temblar contra mí como una luna en el agua.

Cada vez que alguien se escandalizaba de sus preguntas, una sensación violeta, una masa violeta envolviéndola por un momento.

In love! She wafted through her day like a woman with a concussion.

Everything got blended together. A sensation like pain--only worse, because it wasn't a pain in your body; the pain was in your mind and your mind was you. You were pain itself.

The sensation reminded him of a time many years ago when, just a boy, he'd been sick with a high fever, and after the fever had broken how just being up and about made even ordinary things seem charged with a fresh vitality.

In one moment I was feeling everything and I was feeling nothing.

Pain has its reasons, pleasure is totally indifferent.

Mir scheint, mein Magen hat Beine.

I trust you. It's a very strange sensation." "Yeah, well, I'll try to hold myself back from going skipping across the plateau in joy." Adolin grinned. "I'd pay to see that." "Me skipping?" "You happy," Adolin said, laughing. "You've got a face like a storm! I half think you could frighten off a storm.

The buzzing was like the eager purr of a muscle car that had just been started, but left in neutral. That was another of Cody's metaphors for it; I'd said the sensation felt like an unbalanced washing machine filled with a hundred epileptic chimpanzees. Pretty proud of that one.

Enjoy the moment," Evi told him. "Close your eyes and contemplate what the One has given you. Seek the peace of oblivion, and bask in the joy of your own sensation.

A storm is not an object like a box or a tree. Even to the more scientifically-minded, storms are more notion than numbers. When does a drizzle become a downpour, and when does a downpour become a storm? There's no firm line. It's about how you feel.

ÎÈ™i împreun? mâinile È™i îÈ™i atinse palmele una de alta. Nu erau moarte È™i era de-ajuns s? le deschid? È™i s? le închid? ca s? simt? durerea vieÈ›ii.

The pure present is an ungraspable advance of the past devouring the future. In truth, all sensation is already memory.

We seize, in the act of perception, something which outruns perception itself.

It's a queer sensation, this secret belief that one stands on the brink of the world's greatest catastrophe. For it means the fall of Western Europe, as it fell in the fourth century. It recurs to me every November, and culminates every December. I have to get over it as I can, and hide, for fear of being sent to an asylum.