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#feeling

Read through the most famous quotes by topic #feeling




It was freaky how once you realized you loved someone, and they felt the same way about you, they could look different, yet the same; how they felt familiar, but not.


Nyrae Dawn


#love #what-a-boy-wants #love

I am in the Aleph, the point at which everything is in the same place at the same time. I'm at a window, looking out at the world and its secret places, poetry lost in time and words left hanging in space...sentences that are perfectly understood, even when left unspoken. Feelings that simultaneously exalt and suffocate.


Paulo Coelho


#feelings #love #love

I wanted to drown inside a woman in the feeling and drooling of the love I could give her. I wanted her pulse to crush me with its intensity. That's what I wanted. That's what I wanted myself to be.


Markus Zusak


#feeling #intensity #want #what-i-want #woman

I believe that thoughts and feelings reside on the same nerve-ending…they are called heartstrings


Jeremy Aldana


#heart #love #thoughts #love

Nothing we can do together is ever going to be embarrassing.


Rebecca York


#love #relationships #sex #love

The soul that loves and suffers is in the sublime state.


Victor Hugo


#love #pain #soul #sublime #suffering

This is beyond understanding." said the king. "You are the wisest man alive. You know what is preparing. Why do you not make a plan to save yourself?" And Merlin said quietly, "Because I am wise. In the combat between wisdom and feeling, wisdom never wins.


John Steinbeck


#king-arthur #knights #love #magic #merlin

If she had learnt any lesson today it was that men were stupid, helpless creatures made needlessly cruel by their terror of showing their feelings.


Jayne Bauling


#feelings #helpless #lesson #men #stupid

It was never just about the money.


Kathy Bryson


#fantasy #feeling-lucky #leprechaun #romance #satire

She sang, as requested. There was much about love in the ballad: faithful love that refused to abandon its object; love that disaster could not shake; love that, in calamity, waxed fonder, in poverty clung closer. The words were set to a fine old air -- in themselves they were simple and sweet: perhaps, when read, they wanted force; when well sung, they wanted nothing. Shirley sang them well: she breathed into the feeling, softness, she poured round the passion, force: her voice was fine that evening; its expression dramatic: she impressed all, and charmed one. On leaving the instrument, she went to the fire, and sat down on a seat -- semi-stool, semi-cushion: the ladies were round her -- none of them spoke. The Misses Sympson and the Misses Nunnely looked upon her, as quiet poultry might look on an egret, an ibis, or any other strange fowl. What made her sing so? They never sang so. Was it proper to sing with such expression, with such originality -- so unlike a school girl? Decidedly not: it was strange, it was unusual. What was strange must be wrong; what was unusual must be improper. Shirley was judged.


Charlotte Brontë


#empathy #expectations #expression #faithfulness #feeling






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