Being alone is scary, but not as scary as feeling alone in a relationship.
Work on it every day! Even when you down and out! Even when you not feeling it, still do it!
The feeling of love is measured by the extent of missing the feverish state in which the absence of the other plunges us
I don't want to pretend to tell that I always feel the presence of God because I don't. My consciousness is very often closed to that feeling - most of the time.
If you can't do it with feeling, don't.
With clothes, I like mixing what different designers do until it becomes a personal expression of how I'm feeling that day.
But however happy you are feeling, you can't talk with your mouth full of snow.
A joke is an epigram on the death of a feeling.
If men would consider not so much wherein they differ, as wherein they agree, there would be far less of uncharitableness and angry feeling in the world.
Just feeling free to walk out on stage and be myself is pretty damn significant.
Happiness is the feeling that power increases - that resistance is being overcome.
This feeling to be on the best team of the world is just indescribable.
If you look up at the Milky Way through the eyes of Carl Sagan, you get a feeling in your chest of something greater than yourself. And it is. But it's not supernatural.
Love is real, real is love, Love is feeling, feeling love, Love is wanting to be loved. Love is touch, touch is love, Love is reaching, reaching love, Love is asking to be loved. Love is you, You and me, Love is knowing, We can be. Love is free, free is love, Love is living, living love, Love is needing to be loved.
If this being is omnipotent, then every occurrence, including every human action, every human thought, and every human feeling and aspiration is also His work; how is it possible to think of holding men responsible for their deeds and thoughts before such an almighty Being? In giving out punishment and rewards He would to a certain extent be passing judgment on Himself. How can this be combined with the goodness and righteousness ascribed to Him?
Feeling is taboo, especially in New York. I read in some little magazine the other day that The New Yorker and The New York Times were sclerotic, meaning, "completely turned to rock. " The critics here are that way.
Flute was actually my first instrument. I had a year of lessons and then stopped after feeling like I was going to faint all of the time.
It's nice when people are happy to hear that you're still alive, rather than feeling like "Oh, finally he's dead?"
The essence of religion consists in the feeling of an absolute dependence.
You stayed around your children as long as you could, inhaling the ambient gold shavings of their childhood, and at the last minute you tried to see them off into life and hoped that the little piece of time you’d given them was enough to prevent them from one day feeling lonely and afraid and hopeless. You wouldn’t know the outcome for a long time.