Quotes About Touch

Your heart beats between the palm of my hand.Its need to beOne with meDripsBetween my fingertipsAs I squeeze perfect drops of love into small receptacles to be preserved...For later. ??

I know that touching you will be understanding my fingers for the first time.

Why is your skin the best feeling in the world?

Ultimately, wasn't dance a whispered question? A story told through the position of a foot, the tilt of a head, the touch of a hand, the brush of an eye. A rite of passage. A claiming.

A touch may not be always be a love but love is always a touch!

A touch may not always be a love but love is always a touch!

Souls soar high above reach, Hands extend but never touch, Words exchanged in dulcet tones, Tis a fated moment to understand one's truth, Time to let go.

Love is tears of joy, this is the baptism of fingers. (L'amour, c'est larme de joie, - C'est le baptême des doigts)

The Hands create, what the Heart feels!

The word of lust touches the body, the word of love touches the soul: feed the soul and starve the body.

...you can be angry and silent, but it's no use - there's no distance in the spirit - besides, my words touch you more softly than my hands...

Els dits humans poden notar el tacte d'objectes de fins a tretze nanòmetres, cosa que significa que si tinguéssim un dit de la mida de la Terra podríem notar la diferència entre un estable i un cavall.

You can touch everything and be connected to nothing.

The truth was, they had not kept in touch. War could bond men like a magnet, but like a magnet it could repel them, too. The things they saw, the things they did. Sometimes they just wanted to forget.

In heaven, there is no judgment, but rather an opportunity to examine our lives-who we touched, the choices we made, and the consequences of those choices. -Blue Man

There are touches in your life that identify the person making contact, even if your eyes are closed.

But science only knows what it knows. And because it lacks an understanding of the next world, it cannot explain that the flash before your eyes is actually a peek behind the curtain of heaven, where your life and the lives of all you've touched are on the same plane, so that seeing one memory is the same as seeing them all.

IN TIMES OF VIOLENCE, there is always that first acquaintance or intimate of ours, who, when they are touched, makes what had seemed like a bad dream suddenly, evisceratingly real

She put her free hand briefly across his round cheek. To touch like this was permitted here, among these stateless people, where the rules were unknown and in any case suspended.

The solitude of writing is also quite frightening. It's quite close to madness, one just disappears for a day and loses touch.

For me it is not a detachment to take a picture. It's a way of touching somebody—it's a caress, I think that you can actually give people access to their own soul.

I wanted to rub handprints through his dust

Ses longs doigts fins étaient toujours enroulés autour des miens, [...] J'eus soudain beaucoup trop chaud et je fus subitement trop consciente de mon corps. Je retirai mes mains.

I wanted and didn't want his help. I wanted to stay angry at him a while longer, but I wanted the connection more; I wanted to touch him, wanted the brilliant crisp bite of his magic in my hands. I kept my head down and kept working.