In His Touch Quotes

#1. The tenderness in his touch lashes out and scars my heart.

Colleen Hoover

#2. Nothing in his touch said he considered her fractured, considered her damaged goods, and that gave her a freedom she wouldn't have believed possible.

Nalini Singh

#3. Dillan didn't just kiss. He slow danced. We moved in sync. I wanted to lose myself in him. In his touch. Right then the world seemed like such a perfect place.

Kate Evangelista

#4. I was right, I knew I was, but it won't do me any good to say it. I enjoy my victory silently; I take pleasure in it almost as much as in his touch.

Paula Hawkins

#5. His lips were soft, warm and felt overwhelmingly right against mine. I fell into it, oblivious to anything other than the safety in his touch. One by one, the senses flowed from me as he pulled them away and set them free. It must have hurt him. The senses hurt the hell out of me..

Jessica Shirvington

#6. It is the discrepancy between the promise implicit in his touch and his daily interactions with her that generates so much confusion and ambivalence for Martha.
from Lo Siento

Marcy Sheiner

#7. There is power in his touch, power in the slightest look. He is a hard man who commands a billion-dollar enterprise, and right now I am simply one more thing that he owns.

J. Kenner

#8. His touch is incredible, it holds my insides, my heart, my mind, shimmering hot heat into cold places, thawing my spirit ... and it rejoices. I'm immediately obsessed, consumed with need to stay in this balmy light, soaking in his touch, relishing the euphoria it brings to my discarded spirituality.

Poppet

#9. The individual whose vision encompasses the whole world often feels nowhere so hedged in and out of touch with his surroundings as in his native land.

Emma Goldman

#10. I pull away and all the magical qualities of his touch fade. It's the worst feeling in the world.

H.M. Ward

#11. To the sight of the swallows dying in mid air, Alessandro was finally able to add his own benediction. "Dear God, I beg of you only one thing. Let me join the ones I love. Carry me to them, unite me with them, let me see them, let me touch them." And then it all ran together, like a song.

Mark Helprin

#12. He fills my thoughts, my dreams, and my nightmares. The memory of him, and his touch, pound on the door to my soul with such force that cracks are forming in the wood. I do my best to act like no one is home by keeping the door locked and the lights off.

Andrea Randall

#13. The touch of reality is salvation for the man who smothers amid forms and shadows. A blind man would rejoice in sight though his eyes opened on the carnage of a battlefield.

Oscar W. Firkins

#14. I am in touch with a company that hopes to replicate my voice. However, they are not replicating my original voice - if they did that, I would sound like a man in his 20s, which would be very strange! They are actually trying to replicate the synthesizer that sits on my wheelchair.

Stephen Hawking

#15. Maybe it was possible to relinquish control. He could do this, with Bengt he could. Give himself up and fly. He closed his eyes, let himself be pulled in by the touch. Bengt's arms. Bengt's hands on his thighs, arms, chest. Lips and tongue on neck and shoulders, the need for more. 'Don't stop.

G.B. Gordon

#16. A yogi realizes the divinity in him and the divinity that is present in this world. In his own heartbeat and his own regular breath he feels the flow of all the seasons and the throbbing touch of universal life.

Fr. Joe Pereira

#17. Touch? Other guys? He knew she'd have to, but to hear her say it, to know she'd tried ... A terrible
pressure condensed in his chest cavity and his skull, and then he heard some sort of monster in the room -

Larissa Ione

#18. She watched his face as earnestly as he watched the river. But, in the intensity of her look there was a touch of dread or horror.

Charles Dickens

#19. She did not realise that there could be a joy - a spiritual ecstasy- in the touch of a certain man, or that she would long for his touch with all her being

Anne Rouen

#20. Enslave a man and you destroy his ambition, his enterprise, his capacity. In the constitution of human nature, the desire of bettering one's condition is the mainspring of effort. The first touch of slavery snaps this spring.

Horace Mann

#21. You are so beautiful, Jenna. Any man in this world would give up
his life to touch you once, just like this. -Lucas Thaler, Demon King

J.L. Sheppard

#22. I've learned that the heart does not lie. The thought of never being with him or having him in my life again shattered me. Not a day went by that I didn't think of his smile or remember his laugh, his touch, and how that alluring Scottish accent always made my knees tremble.

Victoria Roberts

#23. But the girl in his arms stole his heart and stripped him of his pride. Her touch made him both weak and strong at the same time. He was nothing without her.

April Vine

#24. As a grown woman, I saw the first black president reach down a hand and touch the face of a child like I once was, lifting his eyes toward a better future. But I have never, ever, in all my years seen a leader so committed to delivering that better future to America's children as Hillary Clinton.

Donna Brazile

#25. He stood back then stripped off his shirt. She let out a gasp then hesitantly put her hand out before pulling back. He took her hand in his then put her palm over his heart.
It's okay, you can touch. You can do anything you want.

Carrie Ann Ryan

#26. God, he suddenly understood, was love in its purest form, and in these last months with his children, he had felt His touch as surely as he had heard the music spilling from Ronnie's hands.

Nicholas Sparks

#27. I was stunned by the unexpected electricity that flowed through me, amazed that it was possible to be more aware of him than I already was. A crazy impulse to reach over and touch him, to stroke his perfect face just once in the darkness, nearly overwhelmed me.
-Bella

Stephenie Meyer

#28. My tone must have seemed hostile, even though I wasn't angry or offended; there was just a touch of sarcasm. He tried to respond but he did so in an awkward, muddled way, half in dialect, half in Italian. He said he was sure that his mother was wandering around Naples as usual.

Elena Ferrante

#29. Keep your life so constantly in touch with God that His surprising power can break through at any point.

Oswald Chambers

#30. At a certain point, particularly in his third term, Mayor Bloomberg lost touch with the people he was serving.

Bill De Blasio

#31. But when I touch you, your aura ... it smolders. The colors deepen, it burns more intensely, the purple increases. Why? Why, Sydney?" He used that hand to pull me closer. "Why do you react that way if I don't mean anything to you?" There was a desperation in his voice, and it was legitimate.

Richelle Mead

#32. I saw Boy George looking amazing, absolutely unbelievable, and messaged him asking for the number of his nutritionist. I got in touch with her, and she put me on this diet plan, working out which foods do and don't suit me. It's not rocket science - basically, don't eat cake, don't eat bread.

James Corden

#33. There is nothing that happens to us, not a thing we see or hear or touch that God cannot use to show us more of himself. Our lives are a daily journey in his company...

Elizabeth Sherrill

#34. Has any woman ever touched you?" she asked as she splayed her fingers over his thigh.
"No."
"Do you want a woman to touch you?"
"No."
She stilled, and Clay pushed himself up. He cradled her check in his palm. "I want you to touch me.

Lorraine Heath

#35. If you're going to be a musician's girlfriend, you have to know that your man will always love his bandmates in a way you can't even touch, because they are the guys who help him create music. You can only help him create a living human being, with your dumb uterus.

Julie Klausner

#36. Alexia gave in to his demanding touch, but only, of course, because he sounded so pathetic. It had nothing, whatsoever to do with her own quickening heartbeat.

Gail Carriger

#37. His touch seared all the way through to my bones. Each touch after would pale in comparison. For the rest of my life.

Missy Anne

#38. I'm suddenly not hungry," Shane, said, his face ashen. "Noah, you go get the note. Be careful not to touch anything else. Don't step in the blood.

Andrea Heltsley

#39. No touching Baby Jesus."
"But we're his parents!" proclaimed Mary Beth, who was being generous to include poor Joseph under this appellation.
"Mary Beth," Barb Wiggin said, "if you touch the Baby Jesus, I'm putting you in a cow costume.

John Irving

#40. Beneath his exhaustion, he radiated a serenity that suggested nothing in this place could touch him. Maybe nothing in this world could touch him. It was one of the most beautiful things she'd ever seen. She wanted to be that way, too: at peace with herself, autonomous, free.

Lauren Kate

#41. You have an incredible body. He reaches out to touch my stomach. I feel no pleasure in his compliment or his touch, only impatience. This is the only feeling. I feel like the paper on which my mood chart is printed.

Augusten Burroughs

#42. For years Paul Scholes has been one of the best players in the Premiership. He's incredible. He has always been under-rated throughout his career. He's a team player, a one and two-touch footballer who makes good decisions on the pitch and makes his team play.

Thierry Henry

#43. the faithholder is his faith. He and it make, not two, but a single thing. Since he and it are one, there's no way to take it from him. That makes him a very powerful opponent. In fact, it makes him an unconquerable opponent; since even death can't touch him in his most important part.

Gordon R. Dickson

#44. You've never been ugly." The boy looked down at his hand filling the blank spaces in a science fiction scene. "Women treat you like you're a disease they might catch. And if in a weak moment they let you touch them, they make you pay.

Janet Fitch

#45. A person buying ordinary products in a supermarket is in touch with his deepest emotions.

John Kenneth Galbraith

#46. I'm never touching her again," Austin swore.
"You'll touch her," his brothers said in unison.

Lorraine Heath

#47. He held up his right hand and spread my fingers out in a fan. I held up my left hand and spread my fingers out in a fan and we made our fingers and thumbs touch each other.

Mark Haddon

#48. The touch of his fingers sent her heart to dancing, and her mind flitted to being held in his arms after he had saved her

Melanie Dickerson

#49. I introduced myself to then-Lieutenant General Petraeus and told him about my research interests; he gave me his card and offered to put me in touch with other researchers and service members working on the same issues.

Paula Broadwell

#50. Strangely enough, I wasn't into fast guitarists. I preferred Peter Green's subtle touch. I saw him with John Mayall's Bluesbreakers at the Marquee Club in London and was very impressed. He was the only guitarist I've ever seen to turn the volume control on his guitar down during a solo.

Alvin Lee

#51. True. There is
a beautiful Jesus.
He is frozen to his bones like a chunk of beef.
How desperately he wanted to pull his arms in!
How desperately I touch his vertical and horizontal axes!
But I can't. Need is not quite belief.

Anne Sexton

#52. She stared up at him and for an instant his expression went soft all over her before he turned away, gritting his teeth.
Dean felt her gentle touch everywhere, in places he'd never thought about before.
Like his heart.

Lori Foster

#53. She watches him for hours. She wants to be the sheets that cover his toes. She wants to be the ceiling separating him from the sky: above him, the first thing he sees before and after dreams. She wants to be the open window letting in the light for him.

Natalia Jaster

#54. He could not feel her near him in the darkness nor hear her voice touch his ear. He waited for some minutes listening. He could hear nothing: the night was perfectly silent. He listened again: perfectly silent. He felt that he was alone.

James Joyce

#55. There is one person who fits so perfectly in my life, someone I love unconditionally - someone who makes me laugh until I cry, and someone who I'm so attracted to that my blood will race through my veins at his every touch.

Ellie Wade

#56. I'm not a prince. God, never hold me in that light. You'll only be disappointed." His touch gentles, even his gaze goes hard with intensity. "I'm not a good man, Avery. But I am the one who loves you.

Lara Adrian

#57. But touch me, and no minister so sore.
Whoe'er offends, at some unlucky time
Slides into verse, and hitches in a rhyme,
Sacred to ridicule his whole life long,
And the sad burthen of some merry song.

Alexander Pope

#58. Without the blessing of the Lord, your best endeavors will do no good. He has the hearts of all men in His hands, and except He touch the hearts of your children by His Spirit, you will weary yourself to no purpose. Water, therefore, the seed you sow on their minds with unceasing prayer.

J.C. Ryle

#59. His hands cover mine until I release his hair, and he guides them to his face, closing his eyes like he's feeling my touch in his soul. He nods. These hands ... only these hands

Jewel E. Ann

#60. I like to touch you," Claudia said, in her soft, sultry voice. "There are times when I want so badly to touch you that it hurts not to." She lifted one hand to his face and brushed her fingertips along his cheek.

Elizabeth Elliott

#61. He was a thorough good sort; a bit limited; a bit thick in the head; yes; but a thorough good sort. Whatever he took up he did in the same matter-of-fact sensible way; without a touch of imagination, without a sparkle of brilliancy, but with the inexplicable niceness of his type.

Virginia Woolf

#62. I bolted upright in my bed, gasping for air and still feeling his touch on my hand. I could feel him watching me. I could feel him waiting for me.

Dana Michelle Burnett

#63. I watched as he raised his hand to run a finger down my nose to my lips, then traced my mouth.

The feather-light touch made me shiver. "What are you doing?"

"I'm drawing you, so that I'll have you in my fingertips while you are gone.

Frances Watts

#64. Before she could touch him, he stepped back. "I've no need of a human."
"Half-Light," she corrected, still meeting his gaze in the surface. "I've no need of a dragon magician.

Susan Scott

#65. My hand slips into his as though it remembers his touch and we've held hands often in a previous life.

Padma Venkatraman

#66. I should move away from his touch. But he's a constant storm in my life, clouding my head, ensuring I make bad decisions. He doesn't do it on purpose, he knows we're not good for each other, but there's something about us that makes us fight back harder, thinking we can overcome it.

Brittany Butler

#67. He was slow and methodical in the way he handled her, as if they had all the time in the world for him to explore her body. As if she was a sculpture he'd bought and paid for, something that belonged to him, was his to touch as he pleased.

Stylo Fantome

#68. He cupped my face in his hands and my eyes closed at his touch. My Ellie. My beautiful girl. I will burn for you. I will die for you.

Karina Halle

#69. He swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing in his throat. Need assaulted him. In his entire life, he'd never felt desire like this. Or the desperation to touch, to hold, to own.

Jess Dee

#70. He mumbles in his sleep, Don't touch me. No more. Only Ana.:

E.L. James

#71. It would be better if there were but one inhabitant to a square mile, as where I live. The value of a man is not in his skin, that we should touch him.

Henry David Thoreau

#72. It starts out the same, but then, after a moment," he said, speaking softly, "suddenly it's as though I've a living flame in my arms." His touch grew firmer, outlining my lips and caressing the line of my jaw. "And I want only to throw myself into it and be consumed.

Diana Gabaldon

#73. Normally Connor would walk away from a conversation like this. His life is about tangibles: things you can see, hear and touch. God, souls, and all that has always been like a secret in a black box he couldn't see into, so it was easier just to leave it alone. Only now, he's inside the black box.

Neal Shusterman

#74. Who sees his true-love in her naked bed,
Teaching the sheets a whiter hue than white,
But when his glutton eye so full hath fed,
His other agents aim at like delight?
Who is so faint that dare not be so bold
To touch the fire, the weather being cold?

William Shakespeare

#75. His green-flecked brown eyes twinkle, and we laugh together, easy and light. He opens the door for me, and I say goodbye, floating over to where my family waits in our Winnebago. And I can't tell you if my feet actually touch the ground, because at this very moment, this Bird, well, she flies.

Alecia Whitaker

#76. For it is now to us itself ancient; and yet its maker was telling of things already old and weighted with regret, and he expended his art in making keen that touch upon the heart which sorrows have that are both poignant and remote.

J.R.R. Tolkien

#77. I discovered that you aren't compensating for anything with your giant house and fancy cars."
He looked down at the bulge in his groin, bringing her hand down to touch it. "You'll find out soon enough.

Cecilia London

#78. There was something so consuming about the way his eyes took me in, I almost felt his gaze like a real touch

Becca Fitzpatrick

#79. Everyday in the heat, rain and cold, I ran, alone in the woods ... in the hills near our home. There I felt the gentle touch of God. And I heard His whisper, You're stronger now. It's time to tell the truth of what happened. Tell your story to give someone hope.

Nikki Rosen

#80. The light from his torch painted the barren forest in shades of his own reflection, black-haired, gray-eyed and pale for want of a touch. He pulled his cloak close, unable to determine which made him more uncomfortable: the dreary woods or the new moon settling onto his heart like a cloud of moths.

F.T. McKinstry

#81. But Anne, do you love him?" I asked curiously.
The curve of her hood hid all but the corner of her smile. "I am a fool to own it, but I am in a fever for his touch.

Philippa Gregory

#82. He leaned in and kissed her cheek. Just the lightest touch of lips, but it took her breath away.
"What was that for?" She said, when she could talk.
He held out his hands to the street and the town. "See, the world didnt explode. I think we can be friends

Kathryn James

#83. If you touch me like that again, Evangeline," he began in a husky tone, dropping to his seat once more, "in the space of a heartbeat, I will have you off this bike and onto the closest horizontal surface. And I woan be picky, no.

Kresley Cole

#84. Louis de Bernires is in the direct line that runs through Dickens and Evelyn Waugh ... he has only to look into his world, one senses, for it to rush into reality, colours and touch and taste.

A.S. Byatt

#85. When we acknowledge a child's feelings, we do him a great service. We put him in touch with his inner reality. And once he's clear about that reality, he gathers the strength to begin to cope.

Adele Faber

#86. He pulls me toward him and when his lips touch mine, I try not to audibly sigh. I can't help it though, and he chuckles again, against my mouth. In the back of my mind I still wonder if we're right for each other, but the rest of my mind doesn't seem to care.

Kasie West

#87. If we have no zeal for the glory of God our mercy must be superficial, man-centred human improvement with no eternal significance. And if our zeal for the glory of God is not a revelling in his mercy, than our so-called zeal, in spite of all its protests, is our of touch with God and hypocritical.

John Piper

#88. Everything about him enveloped her, made her crave exactly this. His possession. In her mind something relaxed; the balance shifted. She welcomed every way he could touch her, the heat from his body, the atoms of his breath. Everything.

Cari Silverwood

#89. Your Father knows your gifts, your hindrances, and the condition you're in at every moment. And He also knows something you can't possibly know--every single person who's in desperate need of receiving His touch through you.

Bruce H. Wilkinson

#90. It seemed like everything he was feeling was right there in his eyes - a hint of nerves, a touch of laughter. No

Liane Moriarty

#91. Inner resilience and the ability to bounce back are personal qualities ... Align yourself with someone who has this kind of resilience so that your own can be strengthened. Find another oak to weather the storm with you. Anyone who is in touch with his or her core self will always respond.

Deepak Chopra

#92. Every time you make creative, interactive, and harmonious jazz with your Redeemer, whether in your home, friendships, community, church, or at work, while staying inside of his parameters, you are expanding what you touch to the size of God's kingdom.

Paul David Tripp

#93. Bet I can blow a hole in your chest before you can crush my leg."
"You wouldn't dare."
"Why not?" I asked.
A touch of fear flowed through his eyes. "I am the human servant of a council member."
"Not impressed," I said. "Try door number two.

Laurell K. Hamilton

#94. AKHLYS LUNGED AT PERCY, and for a split second he thought: Well, hey, I'm just smoke. She can't touch me, right? He imagined the Fates up in Olympus, laughing at his wishful thinking: LOL, NOOB! The

Rick Riordan

#95. I think I'd make a loving, caring, understanding boyfriend, who's in touch with his emotions. Or at least I'd like to be.

Brian Littrell

#96. He liked to touch, she realized. In bed, he kept his arms around her or a hand on her like now. The way he played with her breasts, or just touched her, or ran his hands over her body, made her feel so ... so beautiful, Desirable.

Cherise Sinclair

#97. He educated Maurice, or rather his spirit educated Maurice's spirit, for they themselves became equal. Neither thought "Am I led; am I leading?" Love had caught him out of triviality and Maurice out of bewilderment in order that two imperfect souls might touch perfection.

E. M. Forster

#98. Hurry," Hector urged, and his voice changed as his power surged, his tone and cadence sliding into the rhythm that said he was seeing the future. "Battle is in the air. I smell it. I can almost touch it. Death is coming Death is coming for us." With a click, the call disconnected.

Linda Howard

#99. Who breaks the Law -' said Moreau, taking his eyes off his victim and turning towards us. It seemed to me there was a touch of exultation in his voice. '- goes back to the House of Pain,' they all clamoured; 'goes back to the House of Pain, O Master!

H.G.Wells

#100. The feelings that Beethoven put into his music were the feelings of a god. There was something olympian in his snarls and rages, and there was a touch of hellfire in his mirth.

H.L. Mencken