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Love is the poetry of the senses.
Love is the poetry of the senses.
People often resist change for reasons that make good sense to them, even if those reasons don't correspond to organizational read more
People often resist change for reasons that make good sense to them, even if those reasons don't correspond to organizational goals. So it is crucial to recognize, reward, and celebrate accomplishments.
We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. read more
We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature - trees, flowers, grass- grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence... We need silence to be able to touch souls.
Blake said that the body was the soul's prison unless the five senses are fully developed and open. He considered read more
Blake said that the body was the soul's prison unless the five senses are fully developed and open. He considered the senses the 'windows of the soul.' When sex involves all the senses intensely, it can be like a mystical experience.
I was afraid that by observing objects with my eyes and trying to comprehend them with each of my other read more
I was afraid that by observing objects with my eyes and trying to comprehend them with each of my other senses I might blind my soul altogether.
They received the use of the five operations of the Lord and in
the sixth place he imparted them read more
They received the use of the five operations of the Lord and in
the sixth place he imparted them understanding, and in the
seventh speech, an interpreter of the cogitations thereof.
The best smell in the world is that man that you love.
The best smell in the world is that man that you love.
Love is of all passions the strongest, for it attacks simultaneously the head, the heart and the senses.
Love is of all passions the strongest, for it attacks simultaneously the head, the heart and the senses.
I never know whether to pity or congratulate a man on coming to his senses.
I never know whether to pity or congratulate a man on coming to his senses.
