There are moments, above all on June evenings, when the lakes that hold our moons are sucked into the earth, and nothing is left but wine and the touch of a hand.
He’s a scientist. He’s never cried. He flips through Googled image searches of burn victims while he touches himself.
I feel like I should be more in touch with the nuances of this game.
It seems there is no area in our culture that is not touched, changed, even swallowed by the Internet. It's both medium and message, mass and personal, social and solitary.
With my love I will touch you. With my love I will heal you. With my love I will surround you. With my love I will melt you.
With your, love touch someone's heart, feel their soul, enjoy their bliss, share your joy, and then become their friend.
Endless bliss, boundless love in your heart, a gift from the universe to fill your life, to touch your heart.
Praise excites my ego; love touches my heart. I am in love with the universe and I praise nature’s art.
Life is just like an ocean; we are moving without end. Nothing stays with us, what remains is just the memories of someone who touched us like waves.
Life is a wave in the ocean of time. It touches the heart of the universe like a beautiful rhyme. We are riding the wave as spirits rhyme.
When you really want to help someone, express your love. With kind words, touch their heart and give a sincere compliment.
The past can't touch you or call you back; you are going far away from it with gratitude and wisdom to learn from the future.
Their lips touched now, mouths pursed tight, their eyes open, both of them stock still. The moment held, a kind of such glorious confusion.
No matter how banal the contents, there is always something that touches me. For someone now dead once thought these words significant enough to write them down.
Total knowledge is annihilation Of the desire to see, to touch, to feel The world sensed only through senses And immune to the knowledge without feeling.
Today I would say, 'I am against plastic surgery.' It's a grave act. An act that touches our soul. It was frightening.
A woman should never have a need to fear the man who holds her in his arms; neither his hands that touches her.
Our Euripides the human, With his droppings of warm tears, and his touchings of things common Till they rose to meet the spheres.
The values and voices of democracy are silent. Either we have lost touch with those values or, no better, believe they need not or cannot be taught.
I'm no different than others with cancer. I just happen to play professional baseball. I'm part of those statistics that cancer has touched as well.
The sun just touched the morning; The morning, happy thing, Supposed that he had come to dwell, And life would be all spring.