I’m just a human being that is in touch with myself. And I’m honest with myself. And I really, at the end of the day, don’t care what people say. I never cared about what people say.

His touch is more intoxicating than any kind and combination of alcohol…

I remember that feeling of skin. It’sstrange to remember touch more than thought. But my fingersstill tingle with it.

I crossed oceans for you,Turned over every rock,Climbed the highest mountains,Holding on to the words you said,Reliving your touch inside my head,The taste of you on the tip of my tongue,Only to be left with you as only a fantasy inside my head.

No,” she breathes. The smell of her turns to spice, sharp and warm, and I know I’m sensing her now, even through the block in the house.We stand like that for an eternity, still as statues on the outside, but inside I’m running, running toward a place I’ve never been. I should be terrified. But...

Most people give up finding their soul mate, and settle down to just having a flesh mate.

When I’m running fast, I don’t feel anything, it’s effortless, it’s like my feet don’t even touch the ground, it’s like I’m flying.

Who taught you to write in blood on my back? Who taught you to use your hands as branding irons? You have scored your name into my shoulders, referenced me with your mark. The pads of your fingers have become printing blocks, you tap a message on to my skin, tap meaning into my body.

I put a lot of weight on feelings and am weirdly in touch with them, which is not typical for an engineer.

I wasn’t that wild about that. I told them basically if they were really going to want to bring back heavy metal to a program on MTV, then they are really going to have to get in touch with what real heavy metal is.

See how she leans her cheek upon her hand. O, that I were a glove upon that hand That I might touch that cheek!

BEFRIENDING THE BODY Trauma victims cannot recover until they become familiar with and befriend the sensations in their bodies. Being frightened means that you live in a body that is always on guard. Angry people live in angry bodies. The bodies of child-abuse victims are tense and defensive until they find a way to relax...

It’s love when someone can touch you without using their hands.

You and I, under the moonlight, together until the stars don’t shine any more… The world slips away as we dance in the fire as we had never yet danced…in anticipation of the red flame, that melts an iron will. Void of touch, eyes closed, hearts alive. Spirits flying, the senses aching to feast, souls...

David James Elliott and I keep in touch via phone.

I’ve been involved in one or two successes in classical plays but nothing to touch the excitement and the glamour and the gratification of being a children’s hero for so long.

I could still feel the echo of his hand on mine.

As soon as I turned the key I saw it hanging, the color of fire and sunset. the colour of flamboyant flowers. ‘If you are buried under a flamboyant tree, ‘ I said, ‘your soul is lifted up when it flowers. Everyone wants that.’She shook her head but she did not move or touch me.

I let people make remarks about me, but it doesn’t touch me, all those remarks.

This is how you will remember that you are mine. Every painful touch, everyaching hug, will remind you – that you are a slave – to me.

in the afterglowof an evening raini lay downin the grass and think of youmy body acheslike an after-kissbreaking in soft firesand wildflowersmy dear, i will always bethis tender for you.

I knew if I started touching you I wouldn’t be able to stop.

I love Opening Ceremony, Kenzo – anything Humberto Leon and Carol Lim touch. I drool over Christopher Kane, Mary Katrantzou, Delpozo, and Wes Gordon.

Because normally with Western cuisine, you’ll serve vegetables separate from the meat, so kids will eat the meat and never touch the vegetables.

And that’s the kind of thing people think, you know, that if you sign up to be a singer-songwriter you know how to deal with people setting up hate websites, or people being obsessed with you and crying when you touch them, but you don’t, and you just have to deal with.

Touch. It is touch that is the deadliest enemy of chastity, loyalty, monogamy, gentility with its codes and conventions and restraints. By touch we are betrayed and betray others … an accidental brushing of shoulders or touching of hands … hands laid on shoulders in a gesture of comfort that lies like a thief, that...

I enjoy singing; being in touch with something that is inside of me.

You know how hard it is to actually touch the world? To make a mark on it? You die and they bury you in it.

I seen the look in your eyes…I reached out to touch you but feared I would mark your skin. I do not want just tonight, my love. I want to know that always…always…you will be mine.

I’m looking for youinto that silverspoon where I taste my reflection to feel the touch of your untouchables- from the poem “Looking For You

I can’t touch Simon anymore.

You give us the pitching some of these clubs have and no one could touch us, but God has a way of not arranging that, because it’s not as much fun.

When you touch a man’s body, he will enjoy the moment; when you touch a man’s heart, he will remember it forever.

She liked his unique smell, and it turned on all five of her senses, wanting to see him naked, touch him while naked, hear him as he moaned while he made love, taste his skin, and feel his naked body as she seduced him with the trailing of hungry fingers.

Would you like to sit?” Kellen asked her.”You’d better do it soon,” Owen whispered close to her ear, “or I’m going to bend you over that table and break the club’s no-penetration-in-the-lounge rule.

It made me giddy. It made me blush, worse than before. It was like liquor. It made me drunk. I drew away. When her breath came now upon my mouth, it came very cold. My mouth was wet, from hers. I said, in a whisper,’Do you feel it?

When you hear ‘Truth of Touch,’ I believe you recognize that it is me; however it’s not the typical Yanni album.

I try to be a good human being and keep up with what’s going on in the world by reading and staying in touch with the current events.

No dirt can touch me, like an ocean, everything that comes to me becomes clean.

As writers we live life twice, like a cow that eats its food once and then regurgitates it to chew and digest it again. We have a second chance at biting into our experience and examining it. …This is our life and it’s not going to last forever. There isn’t time to talk about someday...

I saw myself in the mirror, and from my expression I had a shocking intimation of the rift between my body and my soul. Whereas my face was drained by defeat and shock, inside my head was another universe: I now understood as an elemental fact of life that while I was here, inside my...

If you can’t feel the touch of the gods on your own, it greatly behooves you to work on that before some lecher tells you his touch is just as good.

Sometimes, reaching out and taking someone’s hand is the beginning of a journey.At other times, it is allowing another to take yours.

Energetically speaking, antimatter is the mirror image of matter, so the two instantly cancel each other out if they come in contact.Keeping antimatter isolated from matter is a challenge, of course, because everything on earth is made of matter. The samples have to be stored without ever touching anything at all—even air.

My efforts have been to not only put the Biblical incident in the original setting, but at the same time give the human touch which makes the whole world kin and which ever remains the same.

You don’t need to be the tide to rise and fall, you don’t have to be a wave to touch the shore; just be a little sand-grain and feel them all

If she could explore and heal his injuries with her fingers, it would be another type of magic, her skin making contact with his. Putting her mind to it, Love would become familiar with his body. She would know him from top to bottom, from beginning to end. Touching this boy would be the death,...

His closeness makes my heart beat faster, my skin tingle, my body want things it doesn’t even know.

I know it’s hard for you to allow yourself to feel this. You’ve gone so long training yourself to block the feelings and emotions out any time someone touches you.

I never touch sugar, cheese, bread… I only like what I’m allowed to like. I’m beyond temptation. There is no weakness. When I see tons of food in the studio, for us and for everybody, for me it’s as if this stuff was made out of plastic. The idea doesn’t even enter my mind that...