Quotes About Feeling

The cruel bitterness of the drink drew claws down Khaster's throat. He craved that feeling. It was as if a creature were captive in his brain, punching his skull, trying to get out. But he did not fall as his companion had suggested. The Red Witch cleared his sight. Every sense felt honed, alert, precise.

He experienced a feeling of descent, which became more rapid as time passed, but the fall might also have occurred for an eternity.

The pain was just a small spark that kindled a greater flame of pleasure within her. She became pure feeling, devoid of intellect. The delicate petals of poppies drifted down upon her face. She was enfolded in feathers, in great wings.

Shadows pulsed on the edge of my vision; I experienced a great feeling of imminence. It was like wings over my head; wings I knew too well.

The place was not like Caradore; the feeling was entirely different. Caradore was raw, as if the mountains were still young. Recolletine seemed older, more serene. It could be a place of healing, yes, but Khaster did not feel his spirit stir to the insistent throb of energy in the earth. There were no stark pure winds here, no pure demanding sky.

Fineas Rigg approached him. Ays had a horrible feeling of recognition, which had nothing to do with appearances, or any kindling of memory. There was something else through which he and Rigg were akin, and Ays far from liked the thought of that.

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

This country; you can feel the magic, can't you?" He inhaled slowly. "Smell it.

The Goddess didn't dish out favours and punishments in accordance with a rigid dogma; she was merely a feeling, the spark inside that made you laugh and dance or kept you close to the earth like a cat, stalking and turned-on with power.

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

Of course one feel san done knows what one feel sand at the same time is a master of feeling, not slave; feeling is the archive upon which we draw, but the archive has doors or perhaps it has drawers, it's got storage, an index, the metaphor for the archive of feelings has been lost on Sarah but she gets the idea. You're fucked if it isn't in order.

I can only speak for me... but in my life, I find that, in sobriety, I feel much more, and I have much more depth. I also feel - not to segue, but as being a parent of five kids, I can bring much more to my acting, and so I'm all about anything that gives you more feeling and more depth.

I can't even tell anyone how it feels when I'm acting, I don't mean to say that I don't have to try. But there's something in my heart that explodes, and I feel like I understand. When I'm acting, I feel like so in control and so centered. This is something that I solely get from acting and music. It's like love itself.

When you've won a lot of matches you know how to play the important moment - you have a great feeling on court, confidence. You know what you have to do, when to go for the shots or when to play solid. It's really clear in your head, and you trust in your hands.

Someone who's awake in the middle of the night is a soul consciousness when everyone else is asleep, and that creates a feeling of solitude in poetry that I very much like.

I get to play what I'm feeling on my solo records, and I get to bang the hell out of a drum kit in Black Sabbath.

Pop music might seem banal and simple to some people, but it's what it expresses that counts.

No one can actually define love, but you attempt to, and the closest you can get is longing. And that itself has a melancholy to it. You can say dread, or doom - it's that feeling we all feel when we fall in love with someone: we have this horrible, fearful feeling that maybe we will never have that person in our life.

Love Is Learning Process....To keep Loving One With All Your Heart You Have To Keep Feeling Things You Can Dream More Then One Beyonds.....

I'd rather hurt than feel nothing at all.

To sing is to express, to love is to hurt

Love is many things, none of them logical.

The simple gift of giving becomes an elaborate rich aftertaste of a natural blissful feeling, lingering endlessly in my lifetime.

Sometimes you just get a feeling about someone and that feeling is worth more than all of the little things put together.