#ecstasy

I am too not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world. ↗

— Walt Whitman

#ecstasy #individuality #joy-of-life #life

It’s something useless, sudden, violent; something that costs a life; red, blue, purple; a spirit; a splash … free from taint, dependence, soilure of humanity or care for one’s kind; something rash, ridiculous… ecstasy — it’s ecstasy that matters. ↗

— Virginia Woolf

#life

You are my angel and my damnation; in your presence I reach divine ecstasy and in your absence I descent to hell. ↗

— Isabel Allende

#angel #damnation #ecstasy #love #love

On the blue summer evenings, I will go along the paths, And walk over the short grass, as I am pricked by the wheat: Daydreaming I will feel the coolness on my feet. I will let the wind bathe my bare head. I will not speak, I will have no thoughts: But infinite love will mount in my soul; And I will go far, far off, like a gypsy, through the countryside - as happy as if I were a woman. "Sensation ↗

— Arthur Rimbaud

#nature #love

That's the difference between me and the rest of the world! Happiness isn't good enough for me! I demand euphoria! ↗

— Bill Watterson

#happiness #happy

Downtown. Lights on buildings and everything that makes you wonder. And in that moment, I swear we were infinite. ↗

— Stephen Chbosky

#wonder

Ecstasy is a complex emotion containing elements of joy, fear, terror, triumph, surrender, and empathy. What has replaced our prehistoric understanding of this complex of ecstasy now is the word comfort, a tremendously bloodless notion. Drugs are not comfortable, and anyone who thinks they are comfortable or even escapist should not toy with drugs unless they’re willing to get their noses rubbed in their own stuff. ↗

— Terence McKenna

#drugs #ecstasy #empathy

Only the united beat of sex and heart together can create ecstasy. ↗

— Anaïs Nin

#love #passion #sexuality #love

The whispers of shared ecstasy are choral. ↗

— George Steiner

#ecstasy #whisper #grammar

Poetry for me is as much a spiritual practice as sexual ecstasy is. ↗

— James Broughton

#me #much #poetry #practice #sexual