Touched Quotes

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Ben Jonson
“There was never a great genius without a touch of madness.”
Ben Jonson

Pablo Neruda
“I touched you and my life stopped”
Pablo Neruda, 100 Love Sonnets

Toba Beta
“Strong-willed heart, always makes me feel so touched.
It reminds me about some 'fall and rise again' in my life.”
Toba Beta, My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut

Wilkie Collins
“I should have asked why any room in the house was better than home to me when she entered it, and barren as a desert when she went out again—why I always noticed and remembered the little changes in her dress that I had noticed and remembered in no other woman’s before—why I saw her, heard her, and touched her (when we shook hands at night and morning) as I had never seen, heard, and touched any other woman in my life?”
Wilkie Collins, The Woman in White

Crystal Woods
“At the end of the day, we're all striving to be touched, somehow.”
Crystal Woods, Write like no one is reading

R.L. Mathewson
“...she was probably having a few murderous thoughts of her own about any woman that touched him. Good, they were making progress.”
R.L. Mathewson, Tall, Dark & Heartless

Kamand Kojouri
“I have become intoxicated again.
You are such a potent wine, my friend.
To escape your withdrawal effects,
tomorrow I will drink in excess.

Alas, why make me love?
I was aware, conscious, and sensible before.
I am ill by cause of this illusion.
The devil plays tricks on me more and more.

I was a harp you immaculately plucked at will.
Your score, the nightingale song within
notes composed to imprison and bear me wings.
Oh, if only they could hear how it sings!

I am now beyond parched.
My strings left untouched.
You are no longer an oasis, my friend,
but a mirage soon coming to an end.”
Kamand Kojouri

Gayle Forman
“When we got back home, Gramps dropped me off and enveloped me in a hug. Normally, he was a handshaker, maybe a back-patter on really special occasions. His hug was strong and tight, and I knew it was his way of telling me that he'd had a wonderful time.

“Me, too, Gramps,” I whispered.”
Gayle Forman, If I Stay

Lilly Wilde
“I felt as though I was healing. Aiden’s presence, his patience and his love had brought a depth to my life that I didn’t think possible.”
Lilly Wilde, Touched

Jon Kabat-Zinn
“There is really no natural limit to the practice of loving kindness in meditation or in one’s life. It is an ongoing, ever-expanding realization of interconnectedness. It is also its embodiment. When you can love one tree or one flower or one dog or one place, or one person or yourself for one moment, you can find all people, all places, all suffering, all harmony in that one moment. Practicing in this way is not trying to change anything or get anywhere, although it might look like it on the surface. What it is really doing is uncovering what is always present. Love and kindness are here all the time, somewhere, in fact, everywhere. Usually our ability to touch them and be touched by them lies buried below our own fears and hurts, below our greed and our hatreds, below our desperate clinging to the illusion that we are truly separate and alone. (…).
Make sure that you are not trying to help anybody else or the planet. Rather, you are simply holding them in awareness, honoring them, wishing them well, opening to their pain with kindness and compassion and acceptance.”
Jon Kabat-Zinn, Wherever You Go, There You Are: Mindfulness Meditation in Everyday Life

Lilly Wilde
“I'm not taken and you needn't worry yourself about sharing me because I'm not asking you to. -Aria Cason”
Lilly Wilde, Touched

Lilly Wilde
“I'm not taken and you needn't worry yourself about sharing me because I'm not asking you to.”
Lilly Wilde, Touched

Nitya Prakash
“For lonely people, music is a chance to be touched.”
Nitya Prakash

Bryant McGill
“Sure. You want to be touched, inspired and made to feel alive. But a relationship is like a bridge where you meet other people half-way. That means if you want to be touched, inspired and made to feel alive, you have to be touching, inspiring and bring the fire of your aliveness to the union of your companionship.”
Bryant McGill, Simple Reminders: Inspiration for Living Your Best Life

“To Love and be loved is just as good as to touch and be touched”
Prabhukrishna M

Bernard Cornwell
“I remember laughing at that moment, and I remember my son frowning at me in puzzlement. What I remember best of all, though, was the sudden certainty that the gods were with me, that they would fight for me, that my sword would be their sword. ‘We’re going to win,’ I told my son. I felt as if Odin or Thor had touched me. I had never felt more alive and never felt more certain. I knew there would be no more mistakes and that this was no dream.
I had come to Bebbanburg and Bebbanburg would be mine.”
Bernard Cornwell, The Flame Bearer

Suman Pokhrel
“I've touched some sentences and have kissed some words.”
Suman Pokhrel

“Contrary to popular belief, our deepest hunger is not for love. Our real hunger is for sensuality. We yearn to be seen in captivating ways than we’ve ever been seen, touched in deeper ways than we’ve ever been touched, and adored in ways we’ve never experienced before. Love doesn’t quite meet those needs. This is why sensuality makes so much sense now, if you truly understand what it’s purpose is really about”
Lebo Grand

Ward Farnsworth
“If you would attain real freedom, you must be the slave of philosophy. Epicurus, quoted in Seneca, Epistles 8.7”
Ward Farnsworth, The Practicing Stoic: A Philosophical User's Manual

Ross Gay
“ witnessing someone's being touched, we are also witnessing someone's being moved, the absence of which in ourselves is a sorrow, and a sacrifice. And witnessing the absence of movement in ourselves by witnessing its abundance in another...can hurt. Until it becomes, if we are lucky, an opening.”
Ross Gay, The Book of Delights

Veronica Roth
“- It doesn't do anything obvious. But it might be able to do something in here. - Then she touched her hand to her heart. - Beautiful things sometimes do.”
Veronica Roth, Allegiant

Lynn Austin
“You have beautiful hair"... and she reached out to touch it, her bejeweled fingers gently caressing my head. A tear slipped down my cheek. I knew how the lepers felt when Jesus touched them and made them whole again.”
Lynn Austin, All She Ever Wanted

Mehmet Murat ildan
“Rain touching our hand becomes a little bit salty! Man touching wisdom becomes a little bit wiser! More touches take more from the touched!”
Mehmet Murat ildan

Kiera Cass
“Meant to be heard and not seen”
Kiera Cass, The Selection

“How we speak about the awakening of these memories may influence the ferocity with which they arrive ... One therapist says this: 'even the gentlest sensory breeze can touch and awaken these old memories in our bodies. We are so tender and so available for healing.”
Bonnie Badenoch, The Heart of Trauma: Healing the Embodied Brain in the Context of Relationships

Nitya Prakash
“What if you started making car alarm noises when people you didn’t like touched you.”
Nitya Prakash

Lisa Kleypas
“Why won't you be friends with me?" To Cassandra's chagrin, the question came out plaintive, almost childish. She looked down and rearranged the folds of her skirts, fidgeting with the crystal beads.
"My lady," he murmured, but she refused to look at him. One of his hands came to the side of her face to angle it upward.
It was the first time he'd ever touched her.
His fingers were strong but gentle, slightly cool against her hot cheek, and it felt so amazingly good that she trembled. She couldn't move or speak, only stared up into his lean, slightly wolfish face. A trick of moonlight had turned his blue-green eyes iridescent.
"That you'd even ask..." His thumb brushed over her skin in a slow stroke, and her breath stopped and started too fast, sounding like a tiny hiccup. There was no mistaking the experience in his touch, sending pleasure-chills down the back of her neck and all along her spine. "Do you really want to be friends?" His voice had softened into dark velvet.
"Yes," she managed to say.
"No, you don't.”
Lisa Kleypas, Chasing Cassandra