Senses Quotes

I shall always be consistent and never change my ways so long as I am in my senses; but for the sake of precedent the Senate should beware of binding itself to support the acts of any man, since he might through some mischance suffer a change.

The wise man should restrain his senses like the crane and accomplish his purpose with due knowledge of his place, time and ability.

The eye is the most refined of our senses, the one which communicates most directly with our mind, our consciousness.

When something is new to us, we treat it as an experience. We feel that our senses are awake and clear. We are alive.

Love is of all passions the strongest, for it attacks simultaneously the head, the heart and the senses.

If my senses don't feel right then I don't do it.

We also maintain - again with perfect truth - that mystery is more than half of beauty, the element of strangeness that stirs the senses through the imagination.

It's very easy to say that something is a shadow of itself, and it may be true in some senses.

The senses deceive from time to time, and it is prudent never to trust wholly those who have deceived us even once.

Inspiration in Science may have to do with ideas, but not in Art. In art it is in the senses that are instinctively responsive to the medium of expression.

Every child senses, with all the horse sense that's in him, that any parent is angry inside when children misbehave and they dread more the anger that is rarely or never expressed openly, wondering how awful it might be.

A work of art is a world in itself reflecting senses and emotions of the artist's world.

Where the Mind is biggest, the Heart, the Senses, Magnanimity, Charity, Tolerance, Kindliness, and the rest of them scarcely have room to breathe.

Equipped with his five senses, man explores the universe around him and calls the adventure Science.

Both our senses and our passions are a supply to the imperfection of our nature; thus they show that we are such sort of creatures as to stand in need of those helps which higher orders of creatures do not.

Faith certainly tells us what the senses do not, but not the contrary of what they see; it is above, not against them.

On recovering my senses, I hastened to quit a place where I hoped there was nothing further to detain me. I first filled my pockets with gold, then fastened the strings of the purse round my neck, and concealed it in my bosom.

Variety is more than a means of avoiding boredom, since art is more than an entertainment of the senses.

All of science to me, everything that we have learned, is important to the extent that it brings us to our senses.

Were I called on to define, very briefly, the term Art, I should call it 'the reproduction of what the Senses perceive in Nature through the veil of the soul.' The mere imitation, however accurate, of what is in Nature, entitles no man to the sacred name of 'Artist.'

We are all instruments endowed with feeling and memory. Our senses are so many strings that are struck by surrounding objects and that also frequently strike themselves.

Taking it in its wider and generic application, I understand faith to be the supplement of sense; or, to change the phrase, all knowledge which comes not to us through our senses we gain by faith in others.

Man has no Body distinct from his Soul; for that called Body is a portion of Soul discerned by the five Senses, the chief inlets of Soul in this age.

It is, finally, a word is untimely in three different senses, and bearing it as one's treasure will not win one anyone's favours; one rather risks finding oneself outside everyone's camp... Beauty is the word that shall be our first.

The heart may think it knows better: the senses know that absence blots people out. We really have no absent friends.

Only the middle-aged have all their five senses in the keeping of their wits.

The senses are the organs by which man places himself in connexion with exterior objects.

In 1792, my Sister told me, I was growing out of my senses.

The essential attribute of a new sense is, not the perception of external objects or influences which ordinarily do not act upon the senses, but that external causes should excite in it a new and peculiar kind of sensation different from all the sensations of our five senses.

Literature is my Utopia. Here I am not disenfranchised. No barrier of the senses shuts me out from the sweet, gracious discourses of my book friends. They talk to me without embarrassment or awkwardness.