Quotes About Breath

respirando confundidos, las bocas se encuentran y luchan tibiamente, mordiéndose con los labios, apoyando apenas la lengua en los dientes, jugando en sus recintos donde un aire pesado va y viene con un perfume viejo y un silencio.

WELCOMING ANGELS In the arduous simplicity of this moment I open my heart, mind, and soul to stillness. In the deeper quiet I sense the greater Life that is my life. I do not live only; I am lived. I do not breathe only; I am breathed. I am not only the one I appear to be but also the One who appears as me. —rabbi rami m. shapiro

Breath is the bridge that connects life to consciousness, which unites your body to your thoughts.

Let's just breathe together until the last breath

He breathed once more, holding the air in his chest, as if it were not air but something more--a sweet taste of freedom, of all cares lifted, everything over and done.

He was facing an open door. He took a deep breath and stepped forward. He stepped into the stars. It hit him in the lungs first, shoving the breath from his chest. A feeling of pure physical panic, as if he'd stepped onto nothing, onto the night sky itself.

He felt not surprise or even regret but, rather, a deep and sudden gratitude and, with it, a force of clarity, filling him like a breath of winter air. He wondered what this feeling was and then he knew. He was giving her up.

You're not a prisoner," Wolf grated out. "So you've said ... my lord." He let out another compressed breath at her last words. "Stop that." "What?" "I am the same man I was when you called me Wolf." "No," Shaylah said, shaking her head. "You're not. You are every inch the prince now." Wolf smiled wryly. "Then why can't I get you to lie down on that bed?

I tell her I don't have a broken heart. It's still beating, the blood still moves around my body; it only aches when I remember to breathe.

Friends, family and all those people who you are surrounded with, that can change but the only thing would last with you that is your own breathe. So cherish it rather than displeasing.

He had breath in him once," he declared. "He is to be treated with respect, no matter the cost." "Now is not the time for empty ritual," Holmes thundered. "Now is precisely the time!" Douglas thundered back. "When we ourselves are empty, it is the ritual that turns us human again.

I always thought that if you don't feel the breath in the actors' bodies, you lose all the intimacy and truth.

Sometimes I would make myself very still and try to imagine myself dead. I tried to invoke the feeling of the very last breath I would take.

Americans easily forget that the air they breathe is the same as those in Europe or Africa or Asia; it's the same air as Jesus breathed. I would like them to remember that connection.

Our most successful bubbles, our only successful ones are doubtless those that are the least worked. For can one work on a bubble? Surely not, - unless (carefully) with the very breath that gives it birth. It is only necessary to blow it with an even enough breath, with just the right pretentiousness, a movement of the soul at once measured and persistent, yet not too much so - until it detaches itself quasi-spontaneously from the pipe.

All the evil in the universe was concentrated in their lean, hungry bodies. Or had they bodies? I saw them only for a moment; I cannot be certain. But I heard them breathe.

Space is the breath of art.

I am moved by the multitudes of your intelligence and sometimes, returning, I become the sea— in love with your speed, your heaviness and breath.

Ni una cultura ni la otra definen un universo habitable. Es necesario abrir una brecha para que entre el aire del contra-universo complementario.

When I teach zazen I often tell people that it's kind of like a yoga class where there is only one posture and you hold it for a very long time.

Zazen is a physical practice as much as it a mental one.

You know what Mars is? It's like a thing I got for Christmas seventy years ago--don't know if you ever had one--they called them kaleidoscopes, bits of crystal and cloth and beads and pretty junk. You held it up to the sunlight and looked in through at it, and it took your breath away. All the patterns! Well, that's Mars. Enjoy it. Don't ask it to be nothing else but what it is.

Breath. A man's breath was his life. Exhaled, bit by bit, back into the world. Kaladin breathed deeply, eyes closed, and for a time that was all he could hear. His own life. In, out, to the beating of the thunder in his chest. Breath. His own little storm.

I?" the man said. "I am a drifter. A miscreant. The flame's last breath, made of smoke at its passing.