I love a nice cooking show. It's as aesthetically pleasing as any other thing that tempts the senses, I suppose.
I love working with customers. Sales has really influenced everything I do. It has instilled in me the important traits of operating with a sense of urgency and listening to people.
Northern white people love the Negro in a sort of abstract way, as a race; through a sense of justice, charity, and philanthropy, they will liberally assist in his elevation.
Eavesdrop and write it down from memory - gives you a stronger sense of how people talk and what their concerns are. I love to eavesdrop!
Evidently the arts, all the visual arts, are becoming more democratic in the worst sense of the word.
If you have a good sense of dressing, there wouldn't be any need to spend a fortune to look good.
As long as you are still breathing and in your right senses, your true potential in life would remain endless.
Nothing is more pleasing and engaging than the sense of having conferred benefits. Not even the gratification of receiving them.
In a sense, every form of expression is imposed upon one by social factors, one's own language above all.
Creating a representation of yourself for the Internet stopped making sense when we were all on phones and connected everywhere.
I just had the sense that at least the books that I had read about law just didn't really have enough of that.
Can that make any sense - a Belgian artist living in Mexico and working in Afghanistan?
Ironically, torture requires empathy, too, in the sense that one cannot deliberately inflict pain without realizing what is painful.
Either you are extrovert or introvert, and so I am an introvert in that sense. I'm not a social person that wants to go to parties.
I have a strong sense of responsibility. I like to be directed, it's true. If I didn't like that, I'd do something else.
Certain issues have been associated with contemporary feminism and in a certain sense circumscribed for that reason.
As I stood behind you, I sensed that God was telling me to pay for your groceries, so I did. Simple as that.
Without the time, the world is only a static material; without the sense, the world is only a dead living system
Purity of speech, of the mind, of the senses, and of a compassionate heart are needed by one who desires to rise to the divine platform.
I switch on and off very easily; I'm inherently lucky in that sense. I sleep well.
Though my parents assured me over and over again that I wasn't stupid or slow, I sensed that my dyslexia was now a stigma on all of us.
