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Quotes About Touch

Dotknij mnie - pod palcami poczujesz rzep uschÅ'y, wilgo? wieczoru lub poranku, tÄ™tno kamienioÅ'omu miasta, oddech stepowej pustki, tych, którzy ju? nie ?yjÄ…, lecz których pamiÄ™tam. Dotknij mnie - a poczujesz pod czubkami palców wszystko to, co istnieje poza mnÄ…, beze mnie, co nie wierzy mnie, mojej twarzy, memu paltu, wpisujÄ…c nas w swój bilans zawsze po stronie ujemnej.
~ Joseph Brodsky
Myth helps you to put your mind in touch with this experience of being alive.
~ Joseph Campbell
Tu caricia es suave, pero tu mirada es la intención personificada.
~ A.E. Samaan
Your eagerness betrays your patina of somber patience. Your desire unfolds with but a gentle touch.
~ A.E. Samaan
Your touch is soft, but your gaze is intent personified.
~ A.E. Samaan
It is impossible to throw away the stroking on our hair.
~ Ágota Kristóf
Neither falling nor rising NMDC shares today. Expecting it to touch at less Rs.99 today
~ Abhute Bahety
The most important innovation in medicine to come in the next 10 years: the power of the human hand.
~ Abraham Verghese
There is nothing these hands can hold worth having. They cannot hold the moonlight, or the melody of a song, or even the beauty of a woman. They can touch her face, but not her beauty. Only the heart can hold such things.
~ Adam Bagdasarian
So listen to them, heed them. Who never touch the Earth, can never be in Heaven
~ Adam Mickiewicz
Kto nie dotkn?? ziemi ni razu, Ten nigdy nie mo?e by? w niebie.
~ Adam Mickiewicz
Every surface I touched was sticky; the cutlery, tables, trays and chairs clung to us like lonely drunks.
~ Adrian Gill
Sleeping. Turning in turn like planets rotating in their midnight meadow: a touch is enough to let us know we're not alone in the universe, even in sleep.
~ Adrienne Rich
and I ask myself and you, which of our visions will claim us which will we claim how will we go on living how will we touch, what will we know what will we say to each other.
~ Adrienne Rich
I tell you, truth is, at this moment, here burning outward through our skins. Eternity streams through my body: touch it with your hand and see. Till the walls of the tunnel cave in and the black river walks on our faces.
~ Adrienne Rich
You breathe upon us now through solid assertions of yourself: teaspoons, goblets, seas of carpet, a forest of old plants to be watered an old man in an adjoining room to be touched and fed. And all this universe dares us to lay a finger anywhere, save exactly as you would wish it done.
~ Adrienne Rich
THE FINAL TOUCH Portrait of nobody in particular Idiots are really one hundred per cent when they are also intelligent.
~ Piet Hein
Kesenangan adalah tanda bahwa kematian mulai meraba jiwa manusia
~ Pramoedya Ananta Toer
Doubts of our conviction Follow where we go And when the world's compassion Ceases, still I know For your every touch, I Thank you so much For your every kiss, I I wish you love I wish you heaven I wish you heaven
~ Prince
Isn't it strange, when you feel full, you are light as air, but when you feel empty and hollow you feel an enormous weight crushing you down. Will I ever be free from the burden or be able to touch and see without feeling the heartbreak in the heart of things?
~ Pupul Jayakar
There was that odor about her: not a sweetness, exactly, but a wildness suggesting breezes that have touched cold water and living wood.
~ R.A. MacAvoy
When I go from hence, let this be my parting word, that what I have seen is unsurpassable. I have tasted of the hidden honey of this lotus that expands on the ocean of light, and thus I am blessed—let this be my parting word. In this playhouse of infinite forms I have had my play and here have I caught sight of him who is formless. My whole body and my limbs have thrilled with his touch who is beyond touch; and if the end comes here, let it come—let this be my parting word.
~ Rabindranath Tagore
At the immortal touch of thy hands my little heart loses its limits in joy and gives birth to utterance ineffable.
~ Rabindranath Tagore
The great ocean, crooning its lullaby with one unceasing melody, lapped the island to sleep with a thousand soft touches of its wave's white hands. The
~ Rabindranath Tagore