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At times I have been rendered breathless by the impeccable chaoticism, the absolutely perfect nonsense of some spectacle taking place outside myself, or, on the other hand, some spectacle of equally senseless outrageousness taking place within me.
excitement in her stomach.
The amazing feeling that triggers the fountain of words that flow in my belly.
Curiosity is what it looks like when you're in love with the world.
The satisfaction of a special Pninian craving.
I'm just not entirely sure how to gauge the faddiness of the Internet.
delight or enchantment (a shining kind of contentment) spiritual
It was a delicious feeling, falling in love. I'd had so many luxuries in my life, and I thought I'd had a taste of this before, but I realized now it was merely a cheap imitation of something not meant to be imitated in the first place.
For sudden Joys, like Griefs, confound at first.
I get lost in the magical beauty that is all around me. My mind is an enchanted magician who mysteriously creates all of that magnificent beauty.
As I stared at him, elation,excitement, and lust began exploding within me like a fireworks display, rising within and bursting with a range of exquisite emotion that I had never known existed, let alone experienced, leaving me breathless, nervous, and excited.
That feeling I get when I go looking in my head for a word that isn't there, as if someone must have come and taken it in the night.
Joy and amazement of the beauty and grandeur of this world of which man can just form a faint notion ...
a glorious laughing ecstasy of rage.
satisfyingly dizzying
most beautiful emotion we can experience is the mysterious. It is the power of all true art and science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead.
English should have a word for that feeling you get when you first wake up in a strange room and have no freaking idea where you are.
Hotezzlement?
amazement, shading into dismay; a shallow horror sensation that cold springs of personal fear swiftly deepened.
[...] the quiet break of soul that comes when you realize that what looked like a rainbow was actually only a trick of the light.
Dizzying, this happiness.
There was no word in the dictionary adequate to describe the sensation other than sensational.
... There is the heat of Love, the pulsing rush of Longing, the lover's whisper, irresistible - magic to make the sanest man go mad.
I was Amazement
I was Desire
I was Ecstasy and Rapture and the slightest bit of Greed.
Intoxicated
With the madness
I'm in love with
My sadness
Bullshit beggars, enchanted kingdom
Fashion victims through their charcoaled teeth
Sensation more complex than had ever before found itself consistent with sanity.
I feel naturally florid when I look up again. I look like a flourish. I look the way the word galore feels. I feel uncultivated beautiful, like pure, organic allure.
Intoxicating" - Shannon
Ecstasy! In common parlance ecstasy is fun. But ecstasy is not fun. Your very soul is seized and shaken until it tingles. After all, who will choose to feel undiluted awe? The unknowing vulgar abuse the word; we must recapture its full and terrifying sense.
Fountains of inconvenient feeling - and toward the frantic enticements of
You baffle me, addle me, drive me insane.
You muddle, befuddle, and rattle my brain.
My senses are mad,
Skewed judgment to blame.
You drive me half stark-raving bonkers!
(But the truly crazy thing is how I love it.)
I felt dizzy, as though I were having an out-of-body experience, as though I were looking out at myself
Stumble on joy
the phrase had knocked something loose in him. Joy: What did it feel like? Trying to remember, he was overcome by longing. He knew satisfaction, the exhilaration of success, contentment, and happiness to the extent he could identify it. But joy?
think the word you might be searching for," she finally said, "is stupefied. Or awed? Inspired?" She gave a shy little smile. "But vib. I'm not mad at you, Bartleby." My heart felt like a rubber ball bouncing down the stairs.
Deplorable mania, when something happens, to inquire what.
...it would be a lie to describe the experience as anything less than exhilarating, the repulsive going hand in hand with the wondrous.
The quivering
of Psyche's butterflies.
You feel your own life - your heart, your mind, your body, your sexuality, the people and things you are connected to - and you spontaneously fill with the exclamation: "God, it feels great to be alive!" That's delight.
Feeling giddy, I needed to share the exuberance I had inside me.
Terrible mania, when something happens, to enquire what.
All of a sudden, she was enveloped by a kind of vertigo
she had felt this sensation before, though she could not remember when. It was a feeling of being not herself, of being trapped in the wrong body, as if she had recently been miscast in a play that was her own life.
Most of us, even if only for two minutes in our lives, have experienced at some time or another an inexplicable and random sense of complete bliss, unrelated to anything that was happening in the outside world.
Guarded curiosity.
It's just plain learning something that you didn't know. There is a real aesthetic experience in being dumbfounded.
You can never explain it. At its best, you can only feel love and beauty.
That expression you get in your eyes when you are very tired and everything is like a dream and you are starting to know what things are like underneath what people say they are.
Out of the bliss comes magic, wonderment and creativity.
The shock of the real.
suppressed hysteria.
This was madness; this was delirium.
The heightened sanity of science and the sheer lunacy of magic. It's in the area where they overlap that we both are able to find... ecstasy!
I think it's contentment. Where you have everything you ever wanted, all together in one place. It's quieter than excitement, but, [ ... ] maybe it's better.
Delirium: "What's the name of the word for the precise moment when you realize that you've actually forgotten how it felt to make love to somebody you really liked a long time ago?"
Dream: "There isn't one."
Delirium: "Oh. I thought maybe there was.
Ecstatic absurdity: it's the confrontation with meaninglessness.
Power. Intoxicating. Like a fine wine.
caughtoutedness.
The tantalizing discomfort of perplexity is what inspires otherwise ordinary men and women to extraordinary feats of ingenuity and creativity; nothing quite focuses the mind like dissonant details awaiting harmonious resolution.
There is something so beautiful inside you that if you knew it, you would fall in love with it. It is irresistible. You can truly experience that.
I was overcome with emotion and couldn't speak - which is, after all, the simplest and the most complex kind of magic all at once.
An unfinished feeling.
The wonder of words.
smoking some exotic fairy weed.
All the overpowering blinding, bewildering, first effects of strong surprise were over with her. Still, however, she had enough to feel! It was agitation, pain, pleasure, a something between delight and misery.
Excitement, like enthusiasm, sometimes renders us unconscious to the things of earth.
Madness. That's what it was. And I could no longer contain it.
The strangeness that made everything sparkle came from me. Worlds rose out of my bottomless perplexity
I was stupid, the official descriptive phrase for happy.
How beautiful it is to feel that what you cannot describe?
In a dreamlike state, with eyes closed (I found the daylight too unpleasantly glaring), I perceived an uninterrupted stream of fantastic pictures, extraordinary shapes with intense, kaleidoscopic play of colors,
Strange / to wish wishes no longer. / Strange / to see things / that seemed to / belong together / floating in every / direction.
Lust, pure gorgeous lust: the sacred energy that elevates us, and makes us feel so special.
What beauty there is in words; what a lurking curious charm in the sound some words.
shall have experienced the bewildering emotions of love. The
The only appropriate state of mind is surprise. The only appropriate state of heart is joy.
No matter what all your teeth and wet fingers anticipated, there was no accounting for the way that simple joy could shake you.
The human mind is capable of excitement without the application of gross and violent stimulants; and he must have a very faint perception of its beauty and dignity who does not know this ...
A burn, like the first taste of whiskey, then pure, unabashed ecstasy
Startled from a bad dream, or perhaps still in one...
It was wild. Abandoned. Rough. Wet. Intense. Fiery. Thorough. Exquisite. Heart-pounding. Blood-singing. Soul-rocking. Life-altering.
Luscious.
so many emotions cascaded through me.
I was embarrassed. I was humiliated. I was confused. I was conflicted. I was enraptured. I was hurt. I was traumatised. I was in heat. I was spellbound.
I was so many things that I didn't know that the hell I was anymore!
"homecoming!
I felt deeply tricked. Stunned. And furious. I also felt my default emotion: numbness.
A flock of butterflies riots in my stomach and steals my breath.
I never felt magic crazy as this
I never saw moons knew the meaning of the sea
I never held emotion in the palm of my hand
Or felt sweet breezes in the top of a tree
But now you're here
Brighten my northern sky.
ennui - that dreaded mire of the human emotions.
The night swelled with magic; not the beneficent kind of love-magic that sweeps couples away, but the kind of magic that rips and tears, the enchantment that creeps out of the woods and pounces.
We are astonished at thought, but sensation is equally wonderful.
There are few persons, even among the calmest thinkers, who have not occasionally been startled into a vague yet thrilling half credence in the supernatural, by coincidences of so seemingly marvellous a character that, as mere coincidences, the intellect has been unable to receive them.
I'm happy. Which often looks like crazy.
The delight in natural things - colors, forms, scents - when there was nothing to restrain or hamper it, has often been a kind of intoxication, in which thought and consciousness seemed suspended ...
Unexpected intrusions of beauty. This is what life is.
Some people like to say serendipitous. I like to say magical.
Beauty, happiness, they're things so big they can't capture them with their scientific words. It's like what they used to call magic.
In loquaciousness lay insanity.
There is a love for the marvellous, a belief in the marvellous, interwined in all my projects, which hurries me out of the common pathways of men.
Charm is a product of the unexpected.
Some things you just can't explain. You don't even try. You don't know where to start. All your sentences would jumble up like a giant knot if you opened your mouth. Any words you used would come out wrong.
A happy entanglement of warm limbs and warmer love. A physical and psychological merging that conjured a kind of inner light, a bio-emotional phosphorescence that was overwhelming in its gorgeousness.
It's what we call a dolce pazzia ... a sweet madness. Once you feel it, you will never want to leave it.
Something I didn't know any more: a sort of joy. The
The expression "madly in love" is apt, for it describes a form of temporary insanity.
Confused and Stunned, like a duck hit on the head.