Senses Quotations

If we see a sad rain, it doesn't mean the rain is sad, but it means we see it. That's an easily dismissible kind of projection. But what I'm struggling to say, is that we take that rain in through our own hearts and emotions and senses and skin, and all those filters have an impact.

All things are in a state of vibration. Vibrations from objects in our surroundings are constantly impinging upon us and carry to our senses a cognition of the external world. The vibrations in the ether act upon our eyes so that we see, and vibrations in the air transmit sounds to the ear.

I do believe that using fragrance is a plus. It's one of our senses and it's be a waste not to use our sense of smell. I also think smell is something that tells a lot about a person.

WWI is a romantic war, in all senses of the word. An entire generation of men and women left the comforts of Edwardian life to travel bravely, and sometimes even jauntily, to almost certain death. At the very least, any story or novel about WWI is about innocence shattered in the face of experience.

We should find inspiration in the senses that already exist and try to copy them and apply them to us. If we compare our senses to the senses of other animals and species that we don't have, we can get ideas for new abilities that we can adapt to humans by applying cybernetics to the body.

'Mosaic' is about what we see and what we don't see. I learned how people can develop other senses to compensate for a missing one when I was a child. My best friend, Carol, who is profoundly deaf, saved me from an approaching car that she 'heard' when I didn't.

In every advanced mammalian species that survives and thrives, a common anthropological characteristic is the fierce behavior of the adult female of the species when she senses a threat to her cubs. The lioness, the tigress and the mama bear are all examples.

Both of my parents have great senses of humor.

The problem with people who are afraid of imagination, of fantasy, is that their world becomes so narrow that I don't see how they can imagine beyond what their senses can verify. We know from science that there are entire worlds that our senses can't verify.

No writer besides Shakespeare has created more memorable characters attached to vices and virtues. In even their least sympathetic characters, one senses a kind of helplessness to passion quivering between the poles of good and evil.

Even in the lives of fishes, sensation is seldom a matter of one thing or another. Senses overlap. The lines between them often tend to be blurred, and the best that we can manage, by way of description from the outside, is to say that the senses of fishes appear to dominate one at a time.

Introspection, or 'sitting in the silence,' is an unscientific way of trying to force apart the mind and senses, tied together by the life force. The contemplative mind, attempting its return to divinity, is constantly dragged back toward the senses by the life currents.

All of science to me, everything that we have learned, is important to the extent that it brings us to our senses.

I use these senses - touch, sight, feel and smell - as triggers that invite readers or propel them into the scene. The trick is not to make it obvious. I've written an entire chapter about this in my book, 'The Successful Novelist.' I've lectured about it extensively, but have yet to see many people pick up on it.

I learned in the computer game business early on that all senses are not equal. The best example is, you're listening to a radio play and you're driving down the road, and suddenly you realize you haven't seen the road in five minutes. It's because your visual cortex has been partying with your imagination, basically.

Science is empirical, all about physical senses that tell us about the world. But physical senses are not the only senses we have. Nobody has ever seen a thought. Nobody has ever seen a feeling. And yet thoughts and feelings are where we live our lives most immediately, and science cannot connect with that.

We will live with racism for ever. But senses of self, senses of belonging, senses of us and of others? Those are up for grabs.

The first five minutes in Gramacho is really overwhelming because all of your senses are being attacked. Visually, too, because your eyes move and see fragments of things you recognize, but not quite, so it's very artistic. Your eyes are moving, then there's the smell, and the noise is unbearable.

There is no reason to suppose that taste is in any way a lower sense than the other four; a fine palate is as much a gift as an eye that discerns beauty or an ear that appreciates and enjoys subtle harmonies of sound, and we are quite right to value the pleasures that all our senses give us and educate their perceptions.

Academics tend to have wonderfully infantile senses of humor.

It's very alarming to see what's happening in the Muslim world. And it's about time we come to our senses and realize that moderation is the only path that will ensure peace and stability for the Muslim world, and for the wider world.

There's a lot of rage in my head. I like the friction that means there is nothing relaxing about writing a poem. I can't afford to relax in any area of life. You have to keep your senses awake to all the complacency that kicks in - particularly for the English.

The first step in Occultism is the study of the invisible Worlds. These Worlds are invisible to the majority of people because of the dormancy of the finer and higher senses whereby they may be perceived, in the same way that the Physical World about us is perceived through the physical senses.

Low lights signal to our senses that the workday may be over and it's time for sleep, making it hard for an audience to pay careful attention. When we stand behind a big wooden podium, it can feel as if there's a shield between us and the audience.

John Lennon, who was a good friend of mine, he had one of the best senses of humor of any human being. And Keith Richards, fantastic sense of humor. They were smart, sharp. They had their own thoughts on matters.

I know from an editor's point of view or a publisher's point of view it's easier to slot me into a particular niche. But I know that I'd be bored unless I wrote a book that in some senses was a challenge.

These rare senses and powers of reasoning were given to be used freely, but not audaciously, to discover, not to pervert the truth.

The way it works for me is my sight and sound senses are combined. Every sound I associate with a color and every color I associate with a sound... The way I see things is constant streamers across the room, bouncing off from every touch and every sound. Over the years, I've learned what color palates I love most.

We perceive through our senses a person, a situation or an event, and in an instant, we project our mental models - our fears, background and experiences - onto that perception. This often results in cognitive errors, which means we judge and respond incorrectly.

My fans have great senses of humor and eat too much chocolate.

Terrible is the fight put up by the senses. Fight bravely! Conquer them you must.

My fam is just a regular family. But all of them have great senses of humor.

Absolute space, in its own nature, without regard to anything external, remains always similar and immovable. Relative space is some movable dimension or measure of the absolute spaces, which our senses determine by its position to bodies, and which is vulgarly taken for immovable space.

The physical ego, the active consciousness in man, should uplift its body-identified self into unity with the soul, its true nature; it should not allow itself to remain mired in the lowly delusive strata of the senses and material entanglement.

In the new woman, the feeling of life will be enhanced; her experience will be more profound. Her soul life, her demands for beauty, her senses will be more developed and refined. She will be more sensitive, more delicately vibratory; she will therefore be able to be more profoundly happy and also to suffer more keenly than the woman of our time.

I would love to slip into the skin of a fish and know what it's like to be one. They have senses that I can only dream about. They have a lateral line down their whole body that senses motion, but maybe it does more than that.

Women communicate with all their senses. Men don't do that.

Faith indeed tells what the senses do not tell, but not the contrary of what they see. It is above them and not contrary to them.

Time dissolves in summer anyway: days are long, weekends longer. Hours get all thin and watery when you are lost in the book you'd never otherwise have time to read. Senses are sharper - something about the moist air and bright light and fruit in season - and so memories stir and startle.

We evolved to move and to learn with all our five senses!

I have the habit of attention to such excess, that my senses get no rest - but suffer from a constant strain.

Yes, I sing songs about relationships on the edge, relationships of all kinds, but remember I did not write them all, ... They are not all based on my experiences. Years ago, I wrote with Dennis Walker and Bruce Bromberg, who were 10 years older and divorced two or three times. They had great senses of humor, which is where lines like 'a boatload of lawyers just sank' came from. It is their stories on Strong Persuader, my breakthrough album from 1986. Sneaking out the window, 'Porch Light,' they are not my songs or lines. So, my life is not as miserable as some of the music makes it out to be. My wife Sue and I have been married for 15 years. She's an actor, but Sue gets the credit she deserves on some of my songs.

We know what molecules are needed to sense light - what turns that signal that detects light into an electrical signal. We know how smells are detected. But we have a vast number of senses for which we know what the signal is, but we don't know what the receiver is.

By going out of your mind, you come to your senses

We all need to go out of our minds at least once a day. When we go out of our minds we quickly come to our senses.

The Poet makes himself a seer through a long, vast and painstaking derangement of all the senses

Your memory and your senses will be nourishment for your creativity.

There is always a point when one senses ones lack of skill, the doubt

Fragrances fill the senses with the mysterious.

I'd like to create a role on Broadway. That would really heighten my senses.

Not a hundredth part of the thoughts in my head have ever been or ever will be spoken or written — as long as I keep my senses, at least.

We have a problem in our society when we've got this number of individuals that continue to consume large amounts of alcohol and then lose control of their common senses and good judgment and act out in these ways,

When everything becomes exploited-not for the information given but for the pure sake of advertising-then you think of these things in a very non-artistic way. But when the senses are let go, people become very creative. And the most creative thing people can do-non-artists I'll say-is get in touch with their feelings through sex.

When the senses contact sense objects, a person experiences cold or heat, pleasure or pain. These experiences are fleeting they come and go. Bear them patiently.

There are people who really believe in and fear of ghost. Some of them even are too afraid that cause their minds and senses are no longer function properly to be able to distinguish whether something is ghost or else.

Man is a prisoner of his senses as long as these two keep him under guard.

Let the yogi seated in solitude and alone having mind and senses under control and free from desires and attachments for possessions, try constantly to contemplate on the Supreme Self.

Love lost is still love. It takes a different form, thats all. You cant see their smile or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken, another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes your partner. You nurture it. You hold it. You dance with it. Life has to end. Love doesnt.

Learn to self-conquest, persevere thus for a time, and you will perceive very clearly the advantage which you gain from it. As soon you apply yourself to orison, you will at once feel your senses gather themselves together: they seem like bees which return to the hive and there shut themselves up to work at the making of honey. At the first call of the will, they come back more and more quickly. At last, after countless exercises, of this kind, God disposes them to a state of utter rest and of perfect contemplation.

She's kind of a natural because of her confidence. She knows us so well that she senses what we're going to do.

On a medium-term basis, the market senses the New Zealand dollar is overvalued. The market is worried about a substantial slow down in New Zealand growth.

She doesn't have to fumble for her key. She likes it just as a safety element, too. If you put your key in your bag and place it in the trunk, the trunk will automatically open when it senses the key is in there. It's a pretty nice safety feature.

Modern design becomes the eye catcher because it's out of context, it is something newborn and fresh, something people have never seen before. I mean, that in itself is the way we should sort of stimulate the senses of society, this urban condition.

One senses that all the Bolsheviks, even those who ended up as cold-blooded autocrats, had been on a journey from idealism to something else, and didn't notice - to mix periods - when the Rubicon was crossed.

One feels infinite bliss that is perceivable only through the intellect, and is beyond the reach of the senses. After realizing Brahman, one is never separated from absolute reality.

Pleasures derived from the contact of senses with their objects are verily the source of misery, and have a beginning and an end.

One thing I would say is real cops have real gallows senses of humor and make incredibly funny and inappropriate jokes in the presence of dead people all the time.

But strong meat belongeth to them that are of full age, even those who by reason of use have their senses exercised to discern both good and evil.

But the thing that stands eternally in the way of really good writing is always one: the virtual impossibility of lifting to the imagination those things which lie under the direct scrutiny of the senses, close to the nose. It is this difficulty that sets a value upon all works of art and makes them a necessity. The senses witnessing what is immediately before them in detail see a finality which they cling to in despair, not knowing which way to turn. Thus this so-called natural or scientific array becomes fixed, the walking devil of modern life.

But all art is sensual and poetry particularly so. It is directly, that is, of the senses, and since the senses do not exist without an object for their employment all art is necessarily objective. It doesn't declaim or explain, it presents.

Free from desires, mind and senses under control, renouncing all proprietorship, doing mere bodily action, one does not incur sin (or Karmic reaction).

Free me, I pray, to go in search of joysUnembroidered by your high, soft voice,Along that stony path the senses pave.

Free me, I pray, to go in search of joys Unembroidered by your high, soft voice, Along that stony path the senses pave.

If the human senses can be fooled, then they can be dishonest.

He, who controls his senses and 'sacrifices' himself in the 'fire of knowledge' does not have the slightest of trepidation and fear.

He has good days and bad days. Sometimes he gets insecure about it because I have days when I don't feel well and he senses that.

He makes his way around the clinic and we rarely see him run into things. He still goes in the lobby and hops on benches and greets people as they come in. He sits back and senses if he should approach when a dog comes in; he will make a judgment call. If it's a high-energy dog, bouncing around, he'll leave.

There is neither Self-knowledge nor Self-perception to those whose senses are not under control. Without Self-perception there is no peace; and without peace there can be no happiness.

I actually jammed the bone up into the skull, ... My senses weren't all there. ... It was pretty tough for a little while.

I actually think of myself as quite a shy person, although I know I give the impression of someone much more confident. I think what I do have is a capacity to listen to the other, even if the other is an opponent. That leads, in all senses of the word, to an engagement.

It caught me a little bit off guard, ... At first, I lost my memory for a moment, that music had a meaning and integrity and that it was not just about business. But then that moment only lasted for about a minute and then I came to my senses and said 'It is about marketing and making money.'

I think the market senses something good going on. On the one hand, the feeling is that the economy is starting to show signs of improvement. But there are plenty of skeptics around who say that feeling may be a little premature, and they are selling on strength,

Our position is this is something our customers want, and since when does a government tell companies how to market? We hope our government will come to its senses and allow us to do this.

My style can't be held within a pixel medium. Like, it needs to be performed in a living, breathing space. People need to have all their senses ready to take on my comedy, and unfortunately, TV alienates at least their sense of touch, taste, smell.

Nate senses when we're in danger. He had some big drives and foul shots down the stretch and really takes it over.

Like the vast majority of French, I am shocked. I just hope that the French come to their senses and vote against him.

I think he senses he's not ready to play, so that's probably what we'll do.

I think maybe the shock of the water froze his senses so he was not able to breathe. I can't understand myself what happened.

We need another and a wiser and perhaps a more mystical concept of animals. Remote from universal nature, and living by complicated artifice, man in civilization surveys the creature through the glass of his knowledge and sees thereby a feather magnified and the whole image in distortion. We patronize them for their incompleteness, for their tragic fate of having taken form so far below ourselves. And therein we err, and greatly err. For the animal shall not be measured by man. In a world older and more complete than ours they move finished and complete, gifted with extensions of the senses we have lost or never attained, living by voices we shall never hear. They are not brethren, they are not underlings; they are other nations caught with ourselves in the net of life and time, fellow prisoners of the splendour and travail of the earth.

We hope they will come to their senses. Otherwise, we have to bring them to face the justice, ... We intend to liberate the people and bring the rule of law to Falluja.

We have some time before this is reported to the Security Council so hopefully in that intervening 30-45 days, or however long it will take, there will be continued negotiations and there will be some changes. Perhaps Iran will come to its senses and respond to the Russian proposal.

Time is an illusion that arises from the educated perception of human senses and mind to the changes that happened. Stop the changes, or terminate the educated perception, then time will cease to exist.

The only cure for materialism is the cleansing of the six sense (eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind). If the senses are clogged, one's perception is stifled. The more it is stifled, the more contaminated the sense become. This creates disorder in the world, and that is the greatest evil of all.

We are guilty of many errors and many faults but our worst crime is abandoning the children, neglecting the fountain of life. Many of the things we need can wait. The child cannot. Right now is the time his bones are being formed, his blood is being made, and his senses are being developed. To him we cannot answer 'Tomorrow.' His name is 'Today.'

Touch is one of the most difficult senses to simulate on a computer. With our eyes it's passive, with our ears it's passive, with touch, it is two ways, both in and our of the computer, so you need something mechanical.

The world in which we live is the only world about which our senses can testify.

Six senses keeping Five around a sense of self

The birth of the mind is the death of the senses

When you lose your mind, you'll come to your senses.

We are so visually stimulated that we don't even realize how important touch is. Our other senses get downplayed, but they can cue us into stuff that maybe isn't that apparent by our vision.