Quotes About Breath

I'm so afraid I'm not worth the breath you gave me…

I breathe you. I live you. I love you

You are that one breath. that puts all the remaining breaths. back into my body.

Breathe deeply and remember to love.

The pain is real. Flowing as a brook beneath my flesh. I am broken, and yet, I still breathe.

As my heart begins to return to normal, I look down at -- and feel such an intense rush of love and relief it takes my breath away. "I will never let you put of my sight again, " I promise --

To breathe, to breathe is nothing more than confirmation of the existence of your soulwhether you believe it or not, whether you live or cease to fight

I grab the nearest lamppost when my knees threaten to give out, panting for breath as the words rip through me

Why can't we breathe now, In this moment we have breath?

Outside, the night seemed poised on tiptoe, waiting, waiting, holding its breath for the storm.

More than once, he had cleared his throat, and drawn in the long, deep, and tremulous breath, which, when sent forth again, would come burdened with the black secret of his soul.

Air that had not been breathed once and again! air that had not been spoken into words of falsehood, formality, and error, like all the air of the dusky city!

He put the ring away, and Rowan let out his breath, not even realizing he had been holding it.

Scythe Anastasia took a deep breath of precisely 3,644 milliliters, and slowly released it.

Rowan let out his breath, not even realizing he had been holding it.

Her voice makes perfume when she speaks, Her breath is music faint and low.

The night solidified into a wall, and my eyes had to guess where yours would be as I drank in your breath: nectar! venom! and your feet lay still in my harmless hands: the night solidified into a wall.

Today I felt pass over me / A breath of wind from the wings of madness.

Length and stress are both mutated in an open area where language mobilizes a network of meaning using the open space as a kind of time divided by an unquantified movement of the eye and breath while reading.

It was so cold inside the tent that for the first few minutes the audience was shrouded in a cloud of its own breath.

I've often thought that the unit of measure that best suits prose is the human breath

The children quivered and drew the quilt up to their noses, and Luce could feel them squirming towards her, their feet reaching under the covers to touch her hip where she sat on the edge of the bed. When the big goat laid the troll low, they drew a deep breath and let it out slow. By the third night, she had them joining her to shout the final lines. Snip, snap, snout. This tale's told out.

wishing you'd simply paused, taken a long, deep breath. Not allowed the personal moment and the pattern of your family and your stupid culture to shove you two-handed from behind, forcing you to stumble unbalanced into the future.

Blow freshly, freshlier yet, thou good trade-wind, of whom it is written that He makes the winds His angels, ministering breaths to the heirs of His salvation. Blow freshlier yet, and save, if not me from death, yet her from worse than death. Blow on, and land me at her feet, to call the lost lamb home, and die!