Quotes About Intuition

In every woman's life there is one real and consuming love. But very few women guess which one it is.

I love the sticky leaves in spring, the blue sky — that's all it is. It's not a matter of intellect or logic, it's loving with one's inside, with one's stomach.

How do you know when you're finished making love?

With morality we correct the mistakes of our instincts, and with love we correct the mistakes of our morals.

True love is visible not to the eyes but to the heart, for eyes may be deceived.

Love is when he is hungry and you feed him. Love is knowing when he is hungry.

Love is blind; couch not his eyes.

He's...like what I just said.

Segment 107, for example, was an intuition- and fear-motivated introvert personality: Those people made decisions based on avoiding the worst outcomes, found primary colors reassuring, and, when asked to pick a random number, would choose something small, which felt less vulnerable

I trust my nose, ears, eyes. But my brain…

As with so many of my critical decisions, this one came with a healthy dose of "duh!

Scope neglect and the identifiable victim effect encourage our intuitive innumeracy and lead to poor decision making. In contrast, most of us would endorse the goal of choosing behaviors—such as contributing money or investing our time—where we can do as much good as possible, rather than simply feeling like we made a difference.

In the end I knew I would have to trust to instinct, not estimates.

I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision.

My dear, I have known since I was a small boy on a hill in Greece that when I met you, you'd never tell me who you were, you would give another name. Equally beautiful and equally mystical. But I would know you by the music in your voice and the shadow of the forest on your beautiful face.

Is it true the ribs can tell The kick of a beast from a Lover's fist?

Mother whispered, "See, you don't have to think about doing the right thing. If you're for the right thing, then you do it without thinking." She turned out the light and I patted my son's body lightly and went back to sleep.

You knew she was the one. I mean, the moment you saw her. Yeah. Kind of a cross between an 'I'm fucked' and a being struck by lightning sort of thing.

How do you know what I want? You've never asked.

She said nothing the entire time she was with you? Let nothing slip? Think, Alaric. The had to have said something. It simply isn't a woman's nature to be silent for prolonged periods of time.

But as they say, love is blind.

We know more than we can tell.

Talk to the universe. Ask it for help. Then listen to your heart. Because that quiet voice, the one in your heart, is how the universe talks to you.

Listen to that quiet voice, that fleeting thought that says, Why don't you…?