Quotes About Absorption

Artists are cannibals. We consume other artists, and they become part of us—flesh and bone—only to be spewed out again in our own works.

First loves are often terrible, probably because they are first and there is no conscious history into which they may be absorbed.

I love him whose soul is so overfull that he forgetteth himself, and all things are in him: thus all things become his down-going.

I want her to melt into me, like butter on toast. I want to absorb her and walk around for the rest of my days with her encased in my skin. I want.

I love it. It's something I can do that makes everything else disappear.

You fall in love, and it completely consumes you.

She absorbed too much of the world around her and it affected her. That wasn't something she could change, could she?

When you're out She advised, try to appear captivated.

Romane sind dazu da, verschlungen zu werden. Sie lesen ist eine Wollust der Einverleibung.

It's lovely to have a part that requires you to learn something that's also interesting.

The world intrudes in my brain daily. Since my brain is dripping with all kinds of stuff that's out there in the world, that I can't seem to be able to shut out, it has to end up being in my work as well.

Usually I'm pretty myopic. It's hard for me to multi-task, so to speak. If I'm in a show and I'm creating a character, I'm just completely into that. It's really hard for me to do anything else like write music. I have to sort of shut down different sides of my head and just focus.

When I work on stories, I tend to lose sight of everything else. I forget to pay bills or to shave. I don't change my clothes as often as I should.

It is much simpler to buy books than to read them and easier to read them than to absorb their contents.

Soak up what you need to fill in the gaps. Keep working.

I type that. I type the whole chapter and the one after that and the one after that. Do I have a plan? Am I taking notes? I'm working mindlessly, like a chimpanzee. I want Hemingway's stuff to sink into me by osmosis.

Hunger for God's Word like food. Thirst for it like water. Soak in it like a jacuzzi. Put it on like a garment. Weave it into your soul so that it becomes part of the fabric of your life. When you do, you won't just be trudging up the trail. You will be dancing in the footlights.

She was wet with my crying. Up around her collar the cotton of her dress was plastered to her skin. I could see her darkness shining through the wet places. She was like a sponge, absorbing what I couldn't hold anymore.

How one minute she was talking to you and the next she had slipped into a private world where she turned her thoughts over and over, digesting stuff most people would choke on. I wanted to say, Teach me how to do that. Teach me how to take all this in.

We become what we pay attention to

she read books the way an addict swallowed pills. She devoured stories one after the other, trying not to let reality intrude too deeply.

Whereas books, once read, become fully a part of us.

Todo lo que había hecho en su vida antes era sentarse delante de un libro. A absorber ideas de otros, sobre todo.

Though there is a spectrum of sensitivity that exists in human beings, empaths are emotional sponges who absorb both the stress and joy of the world. We feel everything, often to an extreme, and have little guard up between others and ourselves. As a result, we are often overwhelmed by excessive stimulation and are prone to exhaustion and sensory overload.