Quotes About Breath

Breathe. Let go. And remind yourself that this very moment is the only one you know you have for sure.

Every day brings a chance for you to draw in a breath, kick off your shoes, and dance.

To be alive. To be alive. An intolerably immense undertaking before which one can only gasp in apprehension.

A vida é um sopro.

I breathed in forbidden life.

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We think rightly or wrongly about prayer according to the conception we have in our minds of prayer. If we think of prayer as the breath in our lungs and the blood from our hearts, we think rightly. The blood flows ceaselessly, and breathing continues ceaselessly; we are not conscious of it, but it is always going on. We are not always conscious of Jesus keeping us in perfect joint with God, but if we are obeying Him, He always is. Prayer is not an exercise, it is the life.

O Lord, breathe on me till I am one with Thee in the temper of my mind and heart and disposition, unto Thee do I turn. How completely again I realise my lostness without Thee.

If we think of prayer as the breath in our lungs and the blood from our hearts, we think rightly. The blood flows ceaselessly, and breathing continues ceaselessly; we are not conscious of it, but it is always going on. We are not always conscious of Jesus keeping us in perfect joint with God, but if we are obeying Him, He always is. Prayer is not an exercise, it is the life.

What was he like afterwards? Totally adorable-he fell asleep right on top of me! What was he like afterwards? I thought he'd died. No, Really! He fell asleep-I had to roll him off of me so i could breathe

I read as if time were running out, because technically it is. As I grow older I find I'm increasingly impatient with mediocre entertainments; I want books that will take my breath away and realign my vision - Barbara Kingsolver

Ben rubbed his muzzle over Kyle's shoulder in a way that I think was supposed to be reassuring. Kyle sucked in a breath. Either it hurt, or the reminder that the werewolf was big enough to rub his shoulder without much effort wasn't exactly reassuring. "Ben, when was the last time you brushed your teeth?" asked Kyle. Or else Ben's breath was really bad.

Kyle took in a breath. "While you were doing freaky stuff with Adam—as fine as he is—did you figure out where he is?" I shook my head, and he sighed. "That's good." I raised my eyebrow. He grinned, tiredly. "That would have been useful, Mercy. And having something freaky and useful would have been too good and sent the spirits of evil gods on our tail." I stared at him.

Hello," said a Traveler, crouching down on Tier's other side. "You must be the Bard." "Tier," said Seraph, "this is Kors. Kors, my husband, Tier. Kors, what do you want?" Ah, thought Tier contentedly, all that in under a breath, my Seraph at her charismatic best.

Sadness is Steam rising Tears falling A breath you take in But can't let out As hard as you try.

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But you have poetry, you say. And if you can tell me what poetry is, where the line is drawn between the beauty and the breathing of breath into something to make it beautiful, I will claim poetry as my own."-Patricia Smith

you can make it up completely. A new life. They're not going to go and check. As you tell of this imaginary life, great breaths of fresh air rush across a closed room in which you have been unable to breathe for a long time. A window abruptly opens, the shutters bang in the breeze. You have, once again, a future before you.

Finally, the horizon stretched out infinitely before me and I felt utterly content looking at stars from afar and trying to make out all the variable, temporary, extinguished or faded stars. I was nothing in this infinity, but I could finally breathe.

she is born in the breath of a cloud

I need you to breathe for me.

Just a little. Just the first faint breath of love... It wasn't dramatic, like some bolt of lightning with a crack of thunder following. It was more like when flint strikes steel and the spark fades almost too fast for you to see. But still, you know it's there, down where you can't see, kindling.

It was worth blood and the fear of death to see her fall in love with him. Just a little. Just the first faint breath of love, so light she probably didn't notice it herself. It wasn't dramatic, like some bolt of lightning with a crack of thunder following. It was more like when flint strikes steel and the spark fades almost too fast for you to see. But still, you know it's there, down where you can't see, kindling.

Some were fickle as cats, sliding away when you needed comfort, then coming back later when you didn't want them, jostling at you, stealing your breath.