Quotes About Euphoria

Pleasure was the color of the time.

That's the way I talked when I smoked pot. It was a gift. Every time I smoked up, these pretty phrases and ideas just popped into my head. Usually I went around with so many ugly insecure things flying around in my head that when a pretty thought came to me, it usually died a lonely death, afraid to come out. But when I was high, I simply had to utter it.

For one wild, glad moment we snapped the chain that binds us to earth, and joining hands with the winds we felt ourselves divine.

In fact we receive the greatest benefits through frenzy.

But whether we fear death and refuse to face it, or whether we romanticize it, death is trivialized. Both despair and euphoria about death are an evasion. Death is neither depressing nor exciting; it is simply a fact of life.

It's unclear who moves first. We're in each other's arms, lips locked, melded, hotly fused. Our hands drag over each other, reacquainting, remembering, almost as if we're both verifying the other one is real flesh and blood.

While the sleep and euphoria-inducing qualities of this plant have also been known about for a long time, the idea that the poppy is a symbol of fecundity is an ancient one, especially in Anatolian folklore. "It has to be noted that the plant has always been referred to as a symbol of fertility in Anatolian folklore. Needless to say, the countless seeds contained in the poppy pod make it an ideal symbol of birth

Individuals approaching death often experience encounters with their dead relatives, who seem to welcome them to the next world. These deathbed visions are authentic and convincing they are often followed by a state of euphoria and seem to ease the transition.

Thank God there are places with sounds that make me cry from beauty, not from pain.

Alors, dans l'obscurité j'ai pleuré de bonheur.

States of profound happiness, like all other forms of intoxication, are apt to befuddle the wits; intense enjoyment of the present always makes one forget the past.

One day you're going through life and everything seems perfectly ordinary, and then you stumble across a person who makes you feel so alive….

Music makes me high on stage, and that's the truth. It's like being almost addicted to music.

Truth brings bliss, truth brings celebration.

Love and Divinity are both gifts from Nature, fraught with the highest bliss.

Neither spoke, neither made a sound except for the deep exhalation of breath. First he felt her hips shudder, and soon after he desperately reached up and pulled her down into an embrace as his own body created that one moment that takes all other moments away—all fear, all sadness—and leaves just joy. Just hope. Sometimes love.

Ciò che ricorda con assoluta chiarezza è di essere seduto su un treno diretto a Madrid, a provare il tipo di felicità che immaginava potessero sentire gli spiriti, liberati dai loro corpi terreni ma ancora in possesso della parte essenziale di sé.

them. Both kinds of reporters say they are frustrated in their attempts to talk to living people who don't respond. Both state they feel a pulling sensation away from the place where they died and experience relaxation and curiosity rather than fear. All these people report a euphoric

I never felt so large and important as I did when being in love was everything. I saw you walking a foot above the earth and I remembered that was where I used to walk.

I love life. I love life to death.

All sorts of yayness floods my brain. Love is such a drug.

Love is a vulnerable thing. Falling in love is like a great drug.

Oh, I am in love with life!

I'd love a drug that was good for you, I was thinking about ecstacy with Vitamin B.