Quotes About Sensation

A trembling in the bones carries often a more convincing testimony than the dry documented deductions of the brain.

What more pleasant sensation than sunshine on skin, Spirit and flesh drinking in nature's pure light.

But what minutes! Count them by sensation and not by calendars, and each moment is a day and the race a life.

To be in love is merely to be in a state of perceptual anesthesia.

it is better to taste of frost— the exquisite frost— than of wadding and of dead grass.

I could feel it--inside, and I decided that night, reading poetry beneath a caged light bulb, that real was when you could fee your whole body light up from within.

It is living in sensation that makes man material, and after some time he becomes ignorant of the spirit.

Every motion contains within itself a thought and feeling.

There must be something besides you to cause the sensation. But peace is independently felt within oneself. It is not dependent upon the outer sensation. It is something that belongs to one, something that is one's own self.

Inside her chest, a warm, billowing, something swept through her, to the tips of her fingers, the bottoms of her feet, shining like a brilliant beam of light. It wasn't hot, boiling feeling of her temper, nor was it the cold wash of tingles that Swearing on Silver brought. It was deeper. It didn't just pour through her body, but penetrated her soul.

Love is like landing on a heart after falling a decade from heaven.

Every author who writes on a variety of topics will have sometimes occasion to describe what he has himself felt.

I certainly must,' said she. 'This sensation of listlessness, weariness, stupidity, this disinclination to sit down and employ myself, this feeling of everything's being dull and insipid about the house! I must be in love; I should be the oddest creature in the world if I were not.

and if he were ever animated enough to be in love, must have long outlived every sensation of the kind. It is too ridiculous! When is a man to be safe from such wit, if age and infirmity will not protect him?

I shall be very well off, with all the children of a sister I love so much, to care about. There will be enough of them, in all probability to supply every sort of sensation that declining life can need - Emma Woodhouse

Still, however, she had the sensation of there being something more than immediately appeared, in Mr Elliot's wishing, after an interval of so many years, to be well received by them. In a worldly view, he had nothing to gain by being on terms with Sir Walter; nothing to risk by a state of variance.

she stretched and yawned, a suggestion of desire informing all her nerves. Extraordinary…not that she should feel desire but that she should not have felt it, consciously, for years.

But she could only remember that it was good, not how it felt.

It was a weird sensation. Like getting caught eavesdropping, or lying, or sitting on the toilet and having the bathroom walls suddenly drop away.

I sensed a familiar presence behind me. A hand brushed my hair back, and Ranger leaned in to me and kissed me on the nape of my neck.

My loneliness tasted like pennies.

I could hear the icy winds of Sweden, but he didn't seem to feel the chill.

Taste his fear. It tastes just like champagne. Cold and crisp and absolutely without sweetness.

My freckles felt like they would burst into flame.