#feel

I don't know why women feel an affinity with me. ↗

— Jennifer Aniston

#feel #i #know #me #why

I feel that working with the camera and editing it is actually my strong suit. ↗

— Adam Yauch

#camera #editing #feel #i #i feel

I started feeling this little lump in my throat, like you would feel if you have swollen glands or something like that, like you'd feel if you have a cold, so I didn't really think it was anything. ↗

— Adam Yauch

#cold #feel #feeling #glands #i

This melancholy London - I sometimes imagine that the souls of the lost are compelled to walk through its streets perpetually. One feels them passing like a whiff of air. ↗

— William Butler Yeats

#compelled #feels #i #imagine #like

Standing behind a kitchen counter telling people about what ingredients to put in a pot didn't feel right. ↗

— Trisha Yearwood

#behind #counter #feel #ingredients #kitchen

HERO is a combination of my personal feeling and the commercialism. ↗

— Zhang Yimou

#commercialism #feeling #hero #personal #personal feeling

Most of the confidence which I appear to feel, especially when influenced by noon wine, is only a pretense. ↗

— Tennessee Williams

#confidence #especially #feel #i #influenced

I'm not the sexiest thing in the world, I feel actors who have to 'play' sexy lose all their sex appeal. When they start with the tongue and the heavy lids, it looks so ridiculous. I think you just have to be yourself. ↗

— Stephanie Zimbalist

#be yourself #feel #heavy #i #i feel

They're not willing to admit that I've also shed blood and tears and often paid dearly for my success. This makes me feel extremely sad. ↗

— Zhang Ziyi

#also #blood #dearly #extremely #feel

He rolled his eyes and took my hand. His hand was hard and calloused, tough with muscle and old scars. The night settled around us like a blanket. I could hear the water lapping against the dock. We were totally alone. “You’re . . . ,” he began, and I waited, heart throbbing in my throat. “Such a pain,” he concluded. “What?” I asked, just as his head swooped in and his mouth touched mine. I tried to speak, but one of Fang’s hands held the back of my head, and he kept his lips pressed against me, kissing me softly but with a Fanglike determination. Oh, jeez, I thought distractedly. Jeez, this is Fang, and me, and . . . Fang tilted his head to kiss me more deeply, and I felt totally lightheaded. Then I remembered to breathe through my nose, and the fog cleared a tiny bit. Somehow we were pressed together, Fang’s arms around me now, sliding under my wings, his hands flat against my back. It was incredible. I loved it. I loved him. It was a total disaster. Gasping, I pulled back. “I, uh—,” I began oh so coherently, and then I jumped up, almost knocking him over, and raced down the dock. I took off, flying fast, like a rocket. ↗

— James Patterson

#best-friends #brb-dying #confusion #feelings #friendship