Quotes About Feeling

All things express their nature. As you wear a feeling it becomes your nature. It might take a moment or a year—it is entirely dependent upon the degree of conviction. As doubts vanish and you can feel "I AM this," you begin to develop the fruit or the nature of the thing you are feeling yourself to be.

Deception is just a feeling that hold u down... pick up the peaces and move on... just like in the puzzle game....perseverence and practice are the source of experience.

But you see Annie, where there's pain, there's still feeling and where there's feeling, there's hope.

Her only shame was that she felt none.

My daddy said, that the first time you fall in love, it changes you forever and no matter how hard you try, that feeling just never goes away.

Her face had the set look Marghe had learned meant she was unhappy.

Leifin was obsessed by perfection and possessions. It was an obsession that prevented her from seeing any difference between carving something beautiful and killing another thinking, feeling being for its fur.

The air was humid, so thick with moisture that she felt it like spider-webs across her face and kept wanting to hush it away, wipe it from her skin.

She felt once again Angharad's breath on her cheek-Red is your colour-and that first cool kiss of the dream lake.

The world felt rude and fragile and new as though she had lately risen from her sickbed.

Hild stood cloakless, impervious to the chill. It fed the legend-the main who felt nothing.

Love opens my chest, and thought returns to its confines. RUMI, from GRANITE AND WINEGLASS

Feeling creates thought, men willingly agree; but they will not so willingly agree that thought creates feeling, though this is scarcely less true.

I had come to realize that the junior officers of the Party often used the exaggerated gesture of rudeness to cover up their feeling of inferiority.

Painting reflects. It kills you in a colourful shower of emptiness. Flatness. Randomness. And beauty. Yes, it is the most pure beauty I have ever felt in my life.

En la vida, en cualquier lugar, bien entre las duras, pobres, tristes y sucias filas de la clase baja, o entre las uniformemente frías y de monótona pulcritud de la clase elevada, y por lo menos una vez en la vida, el hombre encuentra en su camino una visión que no se parece nada de lo que ha visto hasta entonces, que despierta en él un sentimiento distinto de aquellos que le está predestinado sentir durante toda su existencia.

Everywhere, in whatever realm of life, whether among its callous, coarsely impoverished and messily moldering lower ranks, or among its monotonously gelid and tediously tidy upper strata, everywhere, if but once, a person will encounter a phenomenon on his journey that is unlike anything he has chanced to see heretofore and that, at least once will awake in him a feeling unlike any he is fated to feel for the rest of his life.

It was the moment I realized what music can do to people, how it can make you hurt and feel so good all at once.

That strange feeling we had in the war. Have you found anything in your lives since to equal it in strength? A sort of splendid carelessness it was, holding us together.

the way they make you fell does not mater

The tragedy of life is in what dies inside a man while he lives -- the death of genuine feeling, the death of inspired response, the awareness that makes it possible to feel the pain or the glory of other men in yourself.

Every time the brain is used, four components are triggered: motor movement, thought, sensation, and feeling. Under normal circumstances, we don't experience one without the other three.*

It is very important to a lot of people to make unmistakably clear to themselves and to the universe that they love the universe but are not intimidated by it and will not be shaken by it, no matter what it has in store. Moreover, they demand something from themselves early in life that can be taken ever after as a demonstration of this abiding feeling.

Literature is the expression of a feeling of deprivation, a recourse against a sense of something missing. But the contrary is also true: language is what makes us human. It is a recourse against the meaningless noise and silence of nature and history.