Quotes About Breath

You are born to achieve beyond potential, let your every breath counts.

But it was the man beside me who'd proven to me that love was worth everything. That my life, my heart, had room in it for more love that I ever thought possible. There were dozens of reasons to agree to have a child, but as far as I was concerned, just then, with his breath on my face and the warmth of his skin on mine, there was only one that mattered. Love. That was reason enough.

To breathe, we do not only need air and lungs, but also freedom!

Concentrating on poses clears the mind, while focusing on the breath helps the body shift out of fight-or-flight mode.

There it was. Suddenly the strangeness of Quintana of Charyn's face made sense. Because it was a face meant for laughing, but it had never been given a chance. It robbed Phaedra of her breath.

The former Dark King's eyes closed again; his chest did not appear to rise. Niall reached out and put a hand on the injured faery's chest. "Irial!" "Still here." Irial didn't open his eyes, but he smiled a little. "You're an ass," Niall said, but he kept his hand on Irial's chest so that he could feel both pulse and breath. "You too, Gancanagh," Irial murmured.

Breathe, Newberry. If you faint in the Blacksmith's laboratory, only the stars above know what might be grafted to your body when you wake up.

Were it not Folly, Spider-like to spin The Thread of present Life away to win - What? for ourselves, who know not if we shall Breathe out the very Breath we now breathe in.

A morte é uma brevíssima varanda.Dali se espreita o tempo como a águia se debruça no penhasco- em volta todo o espaço se pode converter em esplêndida voação.

O sabor do beijo resvala entre o lábio e dente, entre vida e morte. Lâmina e veludo, qual dos dois no beijo a gente toca? Asfixiação boca-a-boca: isso é o beijo.

A gente não vai para o céu. É o oposto: o céu é que nos entra, pulmões adentro. A pessoa morre e é engasgada em nuvem.

The whole house seemed to exhale a melancholy breath of emptiness

The wind seems to be blowing through the gaps in the conversation like the rushing of empty space.

Or dozing and waking under mosquito netting in a mess of slick sweat, gagging for air that wasn't 99 percent moisture, one clean breath to dry-sluice your anxiety and the backwater smell of your own body. But all you got and all there was were misty clots of air that corroded your appetite and burned your eyes and made your cigarettes taste like swollen insects rolled up and smoked alive, crackling and wet.

He gave life to the breath- oxygen, a simple gas, he transferred into words, ideas, hope.

Your mind lives in fear and regret but your body can only live right now, in this moment. So, take some deep breaths and live in your body. It's a safer place to be than in your head.

Glass' wife: As long as you can still grab a breath, you fight. You breathe. Keep breathing. When there is a storm. And you stand in front of a tree. If you look at its branches, you swear it will fall. But if you watch the trunk, you will see its stability.

A secret that has been buried too long, eating a hole in me, worms its way to the surface, like a swimmer who can't hold his breath any longer.

Niten drew in a deep shuddering breath and the air was suffused with the delicate odor of green tea. "And Tsagaglalal . . ." "Yes, Father?" Prometheus closed his eyes. "Tell Niten to find Aoife and ask her the question. Tell him . . . tell him she will say yes.

In the inhalation and exhalation there is an energy and a lively divine spirit, since He, through his spirit supports the breath of life, giving courage to the people who are in the earth and spirit to those who walk on it.

It breathed. I felt its warm breath upon my cheek. It struggled fiercely. It had hands. They clutched me. Its skin was smooth, just like my own. There it lay, pressed close up against me, solid as stone—and yet utterly invisible!

Me quedé así, entre las potencialidades sin forma, más allá incluso de la forma y de la ausencia de forma, durante un tiempo que no alcancé a definir; luego, ante mí apareció algo, un comienzo casi imperceptible, como el recuerdo o el sueño de una sensación de gravedad; entonces volví a ser consciente de mi respiración y de las tres dimensiones del espacio, que poco a poco se volvió inmóvil. A

One second, one, is all that separates life from death.

Beschadigde dingen waren in het Huis van de Godin waardeloos geworden. Beschadigde dingen konden wegkomen. … Opeens haalde ze diep adem en drukte het gloeiende gedeelte tegen haar wang.