Quotes About Touch

Alles van waarde is weerloos, wordt van aanraakbaarheid rijk.

Have you ever really held the hand of someone you love? Not just in passing, a loose link between you—but truly clasped, with the pulses of your wrists beating together and your fingers mapping the knuckles and nails like s cartographer learning a country by heart?

She touched him and found that even something as innocent as the lacing of their fingers could raise all the hairs on the back of her neck and make her blood beat faster.

Have you ever really held the hand of someone you love? Not just in passing, a loose link between you-but truly clasped, with the pulses of your wrists beating together and your fingers mapping the knuckles and nails like a cartographer learning a country by heart?

His hand fell like a prayer on her temple.

Suddenly the guy looked up, his blue eyes catching mine. They made me think of the heart of a glacier, of how, when you touch dry ice with your bare skin, you cannot let go even if you try.

Infants who are not touched and interacted with die of a kind of stroke deprivation called "mirasmus." Marcel Geber, who went on a United Nations commission to study protein deficiency in Ugandan children, found their infants and toddlers to be the most advanced children in the world. It seems that the infants were continually held by the Ugandan mothers. Their bodies were in continuous contact and movement.

For lovers, touch is metamorphosis. All the parts of their bodies seem to change, and they seem to become something different and better. That part of their experience that is distinct and separate, the totality of the years before they met, is changed, is redirected toward this moment. They feel they have reached an identical point of intensity, an ecstasy of rightness that they command in every part, and any recollection that occurs to them takes on this final clarity

Su un tram affollato a Roma all'ora di chiusura una sera d'inverno, qualcuno per sbaglio mi tocca la spalla. Non mi giro a guardare chi è e non saprò mai se è un uomo o una donna, una sgualdrina o un prete, ma quel tocco delicato scatena in me un tale desiderio di tenerezza e di cura che sospiro; mi sento cedere le ginocchia. Non è un sospiro profumato di violette né uno spasimo chopinesco: è qualcosa di rozzo e reale come i peli sulla mia pancia

It is women's fatal susceptibility to passionate touch that hypnotises them into by far the greater number of their disasters; for under this touch-hypnosis the present transforms itself into the eternal, and their grand sex-defence, their consciousness of continuity, their awareness of the future as an integral portion of the present, is shattered and broken up.

I wonder can you see the sadness behind my eyes? When you see my smile, do you know what I hide behind it? When you hear me laugh, do you know what I'm really thinking? When you hear me sing, do you really hear the meaning? When I touch you, can you feel my pain?

Someone told me that there really is such thing as magic. I never believed in that till I saw your smile and felt your touch. Then I realized you're the only magical thing on earth who could turn this world into paradise.

When I see you, I get butterflies. When I talk to you, I get tongue-tied. When you touch me, I feel like I can fly.

I want to know how it feels to hold your hand.

Sleep, my Bella, dream happy dreams, you are the only one who has ever touched my heart, it will forever be yours. -Edward Cullen

I may just be a little candle In your life. I may burn out and melt after a little while. But I wish within that time, My light touches your heart... Even for a while...

Reaching out touching you with morning smiles and warm love...may you have a warm and happy heart...let yourself shine!

Death wasn't a movie where the pretty star faded away with a touch of pale makeup and every hair in place.

Sending everything they touch to the grave is what they do, but they don't see it as a grave mistake, yet.

God's finger touched him and he slept.

Design is a tool that allows us to reach out and inspire, to touch others and help make lives magic and wonderful

I always feel the desire to look for the extraordinary in ordinary things; to suggest, not to impose, to leave always a slight touch of mystery in my paintings.

She knew what it felt like to tremble like that before touching someone -- desire so acute that it became despair.

She said I've heard you flying high on my radio I answered "It's not all it seems" That's when she laughed and she said, "It's better sometimes When we don't get to touch our dreams.