Quotes About Touch

He understands that there are wounds in the soul that must not be touched; but there are others that warm to the caress.

The old sailors who traveled Earth's seas were said to have loved the ocean. The great captains said they were married to the sea or called the sea their mistress. Modern sailors held no such fantasies about outer space. Space did not love or hate, it simply killed anything it touched.

fragile. So that to be able to defy a culture which states that 'Thou shalt not touch this,' and to defy that with one's own creative powers is . . . the essence." The essence, of course, of the Hacker Ethic.

Impulsively, I reached out to touch him him, even though I knew such action would evaporate his fragile corporeality. My hand touched silky hair, felt the hardness of skull beneath. I pulled away, gasping, drawing up my knees. This was too real.

Daniel felt like he was held in an electric field. Othman's touch somehow confirmed and intensified the presence of Owen. These men knew him. His soul felt naked. He could not speak, or if he did, he would speak in tongues. He didn't want to talk about his abilities. Then Othman withdrew his hand and Owen moved away.

I rubbed my fingers together, conscious of the fact I had touched something Avirzah'e had held in his hands.

She felt as if he'd touched her feeling somehow, held them and looked at them, and then put them down again, for they did not hold his interest for long.

Daniel glanced at Shem, who raised a single, scornful eyebrow. He reached out and touched Daniel's face, as if they were alone in the room. Daniel could not help but derive a certain amount of satisfaction from the gesture.

He had a strong urge to wipe his hands after touching the boy. This was no Daniel.

I think Sinaclara identifies Valraven with her beloved peacock angel, and more than a touch of romance colors her convictions.

The touch of the demon was the essence of pleasure. He stroked Daniel's face, his throat, and his burning eyes were full of tenderness.

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

Lightly, taking Beth with me, I danced from spark to spark, pausing for the briefest of touches.

He reached out and took Owen's hand in his own. There was resistance at first, then a returning pressure. Othman ignored any presence that might reside in the land and instead tasted the flow of energy from the boy's body. He sensed untapped strengths, and something that had a flavour of familiarity about it. Before Othman could investigate this further, Owen pulled away.

See these hands? They are old. But they are soft. Only good for caressing.

The arms of God reach to embrace, and somehow you feel yourself just outside God's fingertips.

When you massage someone, the levels of oxytocin go up in the brain, and oxytocin is one of the chemicals that drives attachment.

...every vertebrae on his back was a prayer bead under my hands.

He lifted a hand to her face, running a fingertip across her cheekbone and down to her mouth. It lingered for a moment before he dropped his hand to his side. "I'll be here.

You were meant for me, Poppy. I can feel it in my fingertips when I touch you.

When he touches me, the sky and the earth switch places.

Innocence eroded into nightmare.All because of very bad touch.Love, corrupted.

I remember touching her hand for the first time. I remember kissing her angelic soft lips for the first time . Everything seemed so easy, everything seemed possible . She smiled at me and flew away

he placed his handson my mindbefore reachingfor my waistmy hipsor my lipshe didn't call mebeautiful firsthe called meexquisite - how he touches me