Quotes about Sensory

Was she asleep? He groped beside the bed, among his underclothes, for his wristwatch. He would soon learn, in undressing, to leave it lying discreetly visible. Its silent gold-rimmed face, a tiny banker's face, stated that he had already been out to lunch an hour and forty minutes. A sour burning began to revolve in his stomach.

Cudowny miód pÄ™czniaÃ…' w moich pachwinach.

The acrid scents of autumn, Reminiscent of slinking beasts, make me fear

Once I knew only darkness and stillness... my life was without past or future... but a little word from the fingers of another fell into my hand that clutched at emptiness, and my heart leaped to the rapture of living.

The thought of two thousand people crunching celery at the same time horrified me.

Cuisine is only about making foods taste the way they are supposed to taste.

Talking about performance is such a strange thing because it's so immaterial. We are talking about soft matter. We are talking about something that is invisible. You can't see it. You can't touch it. You just can feel it.

When she first felt her son's groping mouth attach itself to her breast, a wave of sweet vibration thrilled deep inside and radiated to all parts of her body; it was similar to love, but it went beyond a lover's caress, it brought a great calm happiness, a great happy calm.

People are going deaf because music is played louder and louder, but because they're going deaf, it has to be played louder still.

they have hands, but cannot feel; they have feet, but cannot walk; they cannot even clear their throats.

I have perfumed my bed with myrrh, with aloes, and with cinnamon.

His cheeks are like beds of spice, towers of perfume. His lips are like lilies, dripping with flowing myrrh.