Pores Quotes

“The weather turned. Her skin seemed to grow a million extra pores, and all of them opened to take in the warmth and tenderness of the air. The sun on her face made her want to cry. Into all those millions of open pores came the sunshine, and other feelings as well. In and out. She was porous.”

“Do you know why books such as this are so important? They have quality. And what does the word quality mean? To me, it means texture. This book has pores. It has features. This book can go under the microscope. You'd find life under the glass screaming past an infinite profusion. The more pores, the more truthfully recorded details of life per square inch you can get on a sheet of paper the more literary you are. That's my definition anyway. Telling detail. Fresh detail.”

“I have opened all the doors in my head. I have opened all the pores in my body. But only the tide rolls in.”

“Maybe in fairytales you're only as old as you feel, but here in L. A. you're every second as old as your pores.”

“A human being was connected to the world through his or her skin and how could someone with clogged pores feel the environment or be sensitive to its vibrations?”

“Affection is a much profound emotion, which is inexplicable but can be fathomed through our pores. It percolates down our skin slowly.”

“In the stillness, our eyes do all the silent talking. Our chests move with heavy breathing and desire pours out through our pores. It's unmistakable.”

“Every part of me is attuned to the work. I soak it up to my pores during the day, and at night - in the moments before I pass off into sleep - ideas explode into my head like fireworks.”

“Hot heart-blood leaked from my face. From my eyes and my nose and my mouth. Not tears, because those would never stop. This was just liquid heartbreak seeping from my pores.”