Quotes About Sensation

I'm going to give the people what they want. Sensation, horror, shock. Send them out in the streets to tell their friends how wonderful it is to be scared to death.

Something's nibbling my spleen!

Felisin ducked as something winged past her, leaving in its wake a musty, dead smell.

Yet his feeling of wrongness now ached in his skull.

To remember rape is to fold details into sensation, and so relive each time its terrible truth. He told you this could become habit, an addiction, until even despair became a welcome taste on your tongue. Understand, then - as only you can here - that to take one's own life is the final expression of despair. You saw that. Buruk the Pale. You felt that, at the sea's edge.

But one wants the idea of Death, you know, as something large and unknowable, something that allows a person to stretch himself out. Especially one wants it if one is tired. Or perhaps what one wants is simply a release from sensation, from all consciousness for ever....

The boy whimpered in pleasure as Paliadion's teeth sliced into his flesh.

The air smelled exotically of old incense and Shan's skin prickled as if emanations from past conjourings still crackled in the folds of the universe.

The air felt strange against Daniel's skin, alive with unseen presences.

He was like a sculptor, shaping flesh. His hands, his lips, travelled her body, carrying sensation.

He knew he was drawn to the Dragon Lord, but it was not a sexual feeling, nor even one of admiration or affection. It was beyond words. In his mind, it resembled a billowing cloud with dark edges. What was hidden within it? Valraven stood tall and still, his black hair gleaming in the clear sunlight. He looked like a proud stallion, eyes wild. Tayven had no doubt he could sense scrutiny.

She had no thoughts, no opinions, and had become a ringing nerve of pure sensation.

Tonight, even though he was not physically present, Tayven's spiritual presence was very much in evidence. Merlan could feel it, like a creature crowded in the dark, ready to leap out and hiss.

The Palindrakes and I should have come together in perfect balance; physically, mentally and spiritually. The Dragon Daughters perverted that. They hate living beings, but also envy us. Their cold forms crave our heat. Their passionless hearts hunger for the sensation of emotion. But they are like careless children with these things, which are toys to them. They do not realize how fragile human feeling is, and once they have broken it, they cast it aside.

Leila felt as if he was a fluid in her hands, dripping away.

The twins exchanged a secret glance, but it did not altogether exclude him. They were willing to play, he felt. He experienced a delirious sense of weakness, as if the performance was not his, but theirs. It was a strange and unfamiliar sensation, but not unpleasant.

He wanted to feel the touch of those hands himself, discover whether it would affect him in the same way.

The children sensed me, but I moved so swiftly, the sensation was too fleeting for alarm.

Sharley felt his strength ebbing away, and his weak leg throbbed painfully, but then a tingling sensation thrilled through his frame and the fighting blood of the Lindenshield clan began to roar through his veins. He drew breath and out crashed the war cry of the icemark...

debo reconocer que algo en la línea de "he sentido pasar sobre mí el viento del ala de la locura" de Baudelaire se acerca bastante a lo que tengo en mente

My music relies solely on the feeling. Just the feeling.

Love is not an idea, not a feeling, not a sensation, not a sentiment, not a passion, not even an emotion. It is becoming and being not... Ultimate nothingness! Complete self-annihilation!

The sensation Ihad experienced vanished like smoke from a snuffed candle, leaving behind wisps of namelesslonging.

I know that touching you will be understanding my fingers for the first time.