Touching Quote by Richard Brautigan Download Open image ““The thought of her hands touching his hair makes me want to vomit.”” — Richard Brautigan ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.4 out of 5 (4 ratings) Copy quoteShare Hands Touching Touching Touching Hair Vomit Want Vomit
“Her hair is so long it falls to the middle of her back; I have to clench my fists against this unbidden need to… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
“I LOVE his hair, and now I get to touch it whenever I want. And he doesn't even get irritated. Most of the time.” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“He reached out and lightly touched her hair. There’s no way, he thought. I’m sunk. And my heart hasn’t beat the same since she… — Robyn Carr Copy Share Image
“Something about the way his dark-blond hair curled around his ears made her want to touch it. Foolish thought.” — Melanie Dickerson Copy Share Image
“They ask to touch her hair and she asks to touch theirs back. This makes them all realize how strange and silly a request… — N.K. Jemisin Copy Share Image
“His touch could never fail to make me feel desire; yet his hot, sweet breath also made me want to vomit.” — James Baldwin Copy Share Image
“She invaded his heart, first in pictures, and then later through the casual touch of her hand, the smell of her hair, and finally… — Tatjana Soli Copy Share Image
“An indescribable urgency like she’d never felt before made her run her fingers through his hair and smooth his untamed waves back from his… — Vivienne Savage Copy Share Image
“Both of my hands wove into her hair again and clutched at the soft curls. No matter how I tightened my grip, the strands… — Katie McGarry Copy Share Image
I daydream about a high school where everybody plays the harmonica: the students, the teachers, the principal, the janitor and the cook in the… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share Image
“The river loved to tell everybody (everybody being the sky, the wind, the few trees that grew around there, birds, deer and even the… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share Image
“I guess some people lived like Reader's Digest, but I hadn't met any and at that time it seemed doubtful that I ever would” — Richard Brautigan Copy Share Image
“The Beautiful Poem" I go to bed in Los Angeles thinking about you. Pissing a few moments ago I looked down at my penis… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share Image
I didn't know the full dimensions of forever, but I knew it was longer than waiting for Christmas to come. — Richard Brautigan Copy Share Image
“Alas, Measured Perfectly" Saturday, August 25, 1888. 5:20 P.M. is the name of a photograph of two old women in a front yard, beside… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share Image
“Congratulations," I said. "It's so wonderful to write a book." "I walked all the way here," she said. "I started at midnight. I would… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share Image
“My Name “I guess you are kind of curious as to who I am, but I am one of those who do not have… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share Image
I had become so quiet and so small in the grass by the pond that I was barely noticeable, hardly there. I sat there… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share Image
Once upon a time there was a dwarf knight who only had fifty words to live in and they were so fleeting that he… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share Image
“I feel horrible. She doesn't love me and I wander around the house like a sewing machine that's just finished sewing a turd to… — Richard Brautigan Copy Share Image
I nibbled my lower lip. "If you could see into my past just by touching my back, you'd have a hard time resisting the… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Whenever we touch nature we get clean. People who have got dirty through too much civilization take a walk in the woods, or a… — Carl Jung Copy Share Image
Joel Lane documents a life we don’t quite live, in a city we can’t quite find: half glimpsed and half imagined, we know it’s… — Chaz Brenchley Copy Share Image
“I love incorrectly There is a solemnity in hands, the way a palm will curve in accordance to a contour of skin, the way… — Carl Adamshick Copy Share Image
I would have touched it like a child But knew my finger could but have touched Cold stone and water. I grew wild, Even… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
It's woman's spirit and mood a man has to stimulate in order to make sex interesting. The real lover is the man who can… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“It’s me,” he says softly. “Stop listening to everything else. Remember the way you feel when I’m kissing you and touching you. Don’t think with your… — M. Leighton Copy Share Image
It wasn't really touching to be young; it was touching not to be young, because you had less of life left. Touching to be… — Rose Macaulay Copy Share Image
“Then he said a strange thing, but to himself. 'They lived, didn't they?' And I said yes, that when one reads old letters one… — Elizabeth Kostova Copy Share Image
Even when someone introduced the women as someone's daughter or wife, they maintained a distance. With the advent of selfies, people now want to… — K. J. Yesudas Copy Share Image
Ruin, eldest daughter of Zeus, she blinds us all, that fatal madness—she with those delicate feet of hers, never touching the earth, gliding over… — Homer Copy Share Image
We embark unhesitatingly on the path, in a direction that is absolutely right and urgent, supported by everyone, in the knowledge that this path… — Yehudi Menuhin Copy Share Image
