Quotes About Euphoria

Music awakens time, awakens us to our finest enjoyment of time.

That joyful feelin' when-you're up-on the ceilin

Roger's heart grows erect, and comes. That's really how it feels. Up sharply to skin level in a V around his centerline, washing over his nipples... it is love, it is amazing.

What can you do if you are thirty and, turning the corner of your own street, you are overcome, suddenly, by a feeling of bliss - absolute bliss - as though you'd suddenly swallowed a bright piece of that late afternoon sun and it burned in your bosom, sending out a little shower of sparks into every particle into every finger and toe?...

Groaning softly, he kissed her, his tongue on hers as he matched his movements. His strokes quickened, harder, deeper, until pleasure suffused every nerve in her body and sent her zinging into the heavens above like the lights they'd come there to watch.

Most people think love comes from the heart or soul. The heart simply pumps blood, so love can't be created there. Where is the center for what appears to be a person's soul? The Brain. And what is created there, Jilly? That's right--dopamine. What does dopamine do? Creates feelings of love and euphoria. How do we get our brains to create more? Drugs, massage, and/or sex. Boil it down and it's all just dopamine.

Levitation is probably the closest analogy to what I feel—whether it's "Jumpin' Jack" or "Satisfaction" or "All Down the Line"—when I realize I've hit the right tempo and the band's behind me. It's

O, high the happy bosom heaves When love is in the dancer!

Wasn't I rapt? Wasn't I ravished?

Caminhei para a porta, tão vitorioso que meu passo era uma folha vadia, dançando na brisa da tardezinha.

I remember watching it all and getting that tickling in my chest and thinking to myself: This is what happiness feels like.

The best day of my life was one I never even saw coming

Time stopped and for a few blissful moments there was nothing except Connor, intoxicating and irresistible, the taste of him, the scent of him, the raw male power of his arms, and the tender seducing touch of his lips... And then I was out of the car and gone before the power of that kiss wore off.

This was what happiness felt like. He thrust inside me, the thick length of him stretching me.

I haven't felt that good since Archie Gemmill scored against Holland in 1978 -Mark Renton

There is no pleasure like the absence of pain – immediately after pain.

The upper middle class and the economic right, who had favored the coup, were euphoric. At first they were a little shocked when they saw the consequences of their action; they had never lived in a dictatorship and did not know what it was like. They thought the loss of democratic freedoms would be temporary and that it was possible to go without individual or collective rights for a while so long as the regime respected the tenets of free enterprise.

His house of cards had collapsed, and he lay among the ruins—but he was free. He felt euphoric, weightless, years younger. The only thing he missed was Indiana, but she too belonged to the past; she too had been carried off by the wind.

The euphoria of the common people was extraordinary—signs, banners, embraces—but there were no excesses and at dawn the celebrators retired to their homes, hoarse from singing. The next day there were long lines in front of the banks and travel agencies in the upper-class barrio: many people withdrew their money and bought tickets to flee abroad, convinced that the country was going down the same road as Cuba.

At its best, a live show is completely transcendent. The image I get is breaking through glass or shooting out into the free zone.

All sports have a zone, but ours is at 95 mph. You can feel the speed; you can feel the wind. It's the most euphoric thing I've ever done.

That is happiness: to be dissolved into something completely great.

When anything gets freed, a zest goes round the world.

Laughter is the sensation of feeling good all over, and showing it principally in one spot.