Quotes About Breath

We have so much lung capacity that we don't even notice a problem until we are in our 40s.

I feel most alive, most electric with faith, breath, and courage, when I think of God as a current that runs through all that is. Not by will or by choice. Not as a benediction but because there are laws even God must obey.

For an instant there was an ominous stillness, quieter and more silent than ever before, as if even the air was holding its breath.

I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous. (The Blue Bouquet)

As long as there is still breath there's forward.

Dok je prolazio pokraj prazne armenske jednokatnice prozora okovanih daskama, Ka je, osluškuju?i svoj dah i škripu svojih koraka, za?uo kako ga dozivaju sre?a i život, jasno i izazovno kao da ih prvi put ?uje. A njemu je bilo jasno jedino to da u sebi ima dovoljno snage da im - okrene le?a.

What did this portend? He still breathed, the instruments did not change, his heart beat on. But he called to Peter. Did this mean that he longed to live the life of his child of the mind, Young Peter? Or in some kind of delirium was he speaking to his brother the Hegemon? Or earlier, his brother as a boy. Peter, wait for me. Peter, did I do well? Peter, don't hurt me. Peter, I hate you. Peter for one smile of yours I'd die or kill. What was his message?

Philosophy was as far above her as the sky was above the earth. "But the sky only seems to be far away from you," said Master Han, when she told him this. "Actually it is all around you. You breathe it in and you breathe it out, even when you labor with your hands in the mud. That is true philosophy.

But the sky only seems to be far away from you,' said Master Han, when she told him this. 'Actually it is all around you. You breathe it in and you breathe it out, even when you labor with your hands in the mud.

The rim of a tightening lung.

When one has nothing left make ceremonies out of the air and breathe upon them.

Where you've nothing else, construct ceremonies out of the air, and breathe upon them.

The breath of God was his yet, though it pass from man to man through all of time.

The woman when she saw him put her arms around him and held him. Oh, she said, I am so glad to see you. She would talk to him sometimes about God. He tried to talk to God but the best thing was to talk to his father and he did talk to him and he didn't forget. The woman said that was all right. She said that the breath of God was his breath yet though it pass from man to man through all of time.

woman said that was all right. She said that the breath of God was his breath yet though it pass from man to man through all of time.

She said that the breath of God was his breath yet though it pass from man to man through all of time

She said that the breath of God was his breath yet though it pass from man to man through all of time. Once

The old man remembered it now with dim regret, and remembered such nights when the air was warm as a breath and the moon no dead thing.

She would talk to him sometimes about God. He tried to talk to God but the best thing was to talk to his father and he did talk to him and he didn't forget. The woman said it was all right. She said that the breath of God was his breath yet though it pass from man to man through all of time.

Before the colt could struggle up John Grady had squatted on its neck and pulled its head up and to one side and was holding the horse by the muzzle with the long bony head pressed against his chest and the hot sweet breath of it flooding up from the dark wells of its nostrils over his face and neck like news from another world.

Where you've nothing else construct ceremonies out of the air and breathe upon them.

Every word we speak is a vanity. Every breath taken that does not bless is an affront. Bear closely with me now. There is another who will hear what you never spoke. Stones themselves are made of air. What they have power to crush never lived. In the end we shall all of us be only what we have made of God. For nothing is real save his grace.

The wolf is made he way the world is made. You cannot touch the world. You cannot hold it in your hand for it is made of breath only.

How loud a heart could beat. Until it took your breath away.