#touc

Don't you know, priests, why our sermons do not touch the people's heart? Because we do not preach to the eyes, only to the ears. ↗

— Antonio Vieira

#ears #eyes #heart #know #only

The hardest thing I had to overcome in life? I think racism. That's so difficult because I don't think anyone can ever understand it. It's not that people don't want to understand it, but they don't want to touch it. ↗

— Herschel Walker

#because #difficult #ever #had #hardest

That's one of the lucky things about getting the success later on. I know how I want to dress, I know what kind of house I want to live in, I just know more about myself, and that's true about the roles I want to play and what parts of myself I want to express. You're just more in touch with yourself. ↗

— Naomi Watts

#dress #express #getting #house #how

Writers are completely out of touch with reality. ↗

— Joss Whedon

#out #reality #touch #writers

Some men know that a light touch of the tongue, running from a woman's toes to her ears, lingering in the softest way possible in various places in between, given often enough and sincerely enough, would add immeasurably to world peace. ↗

— Marianne Williamson

#between #ears #enough #given #her

There is but one honest limit to the rights of a sentient being; it is where they touch the rights of another sentient being. ↗

— Frances Wright

#being #honest #limit #rights #sentient

It had not been the first time that we had said something like this to each other. It was not like guys went around saying it all the time to each other, but over the course of the years of being the best of friends; we had said it to each other. Justin had been the one to say it more often to me. It took me quite a few times before I could say it back to him. This was something much deeper and we both knew it. ↗

— Jayson James

#touching #friendship

We have lost the art of public tenderness, these small gestures of wiping and washing; we have forgotten how abjectly the body welcomes a formal touch. ↗

— Anne Enright

#touch #art

With Schubert, a lot of the melodies are very simple, but he's in this groove. He's in touch with his heart. ↗

— Tom Wopat

#heart #his #lot #melodies #schubert

Her eyes narrowed, and her lips parted around a knowing laugh. "Oh. It's you." "Pardon?" He was taken aback. "Do we know each other, lass?" He was quite certain they didn't; he could never have forgotten this woman. The enticing manner in which her lips were currently pursed would have been seared into his memory. "The answer is no. I don't know you. But every other woman in this room does. Duncan Douglas, isn't it?" she said dryly. Duncan studied her face. Although she was young-perhaps no more than twenty-she had a regal bearing beyond her years. "I do have some reputation with the lasses," he conceded, downplaying his prowess, confident of her impending maidenly swoon. The look she gave him was far from admiring. He did a double take when he realized her gaze was downright disparaging. "Not something I care for in a man," she said coolly. "Thank you for your offer, but I'd sooner dance with last week's rushes. They would be less used. Who wants what everyone else has already had?" The words were delivered in a cool, modulated tone, shaped by an odd accent he couldn't place. Quite finished with him, she presented her back and resumed talking to her companion. Duncan was immobilized by shock. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#duncan #karen-marie-moning #ohmigawd-funny #the-highlander-s-touch #funny