Quotes About Evaporation

When a liquid boils, the temperature has been raised to such a pitch that the evaporating molecules are sufficient in number and speed to lift off the air from the surface of the liquid and push it back en masse.

Your goal when searing a steak is to make sure that the temperature and evaporation buckets are as small as possible, so that you can rapidly fill them up and move on to the important process of browning.

There are a range of associated impacts related to increasing temperatures which affect both evaporation rates and river systems, which are already over stressed, and these will hit farming communities and the health of crop lands.

The reason that most sea salts have large, irregularly shaped crystals is that that's what slow evaporation produces, whereas the rapid vacuum-evaporation process used in making shaker salt produces tiny

Let it them be put into any clean oven vessel of china or stoneware which should be wider at the top than at the bottom. so that there may be the largest surface above to favor the evaporation.

We are designed to feel that the next great goal will bring bliss, and the bliss is designed to evaporate shortly after we get there. Natural selection has a malicious sense of humor; it leads us along with a series of promises and then keeps saying "Just kidding.

The atmosphere is possessive of its water. While the clouds are generous with their rain, the sky always calls it back again with the inexorable pull of evaporation.

Information is a lot like water; it's hard to hold on to, and hard to keep from leaking away.

In an effort to minimize evaporation, Central Asians came to dig these channels deeper and deeper and thus reduce the area exposed to the sun. They also lined them to prevent loss through seepage—both of these being techniques that modern Soviet engineers ignored, with disastrous consequences.

Each additional dam that is built on the Colorado, incidentally, reduces the quantity of usable water, because of unavoidable losses through evaporation and percolation into the porous sandstone containing the reservoirs.)

You know you live in Phoenix when you've experienced condensation on your butt cheeks from the hot water evaporating in the toilet bowl.

I am watching parts of me evaporate like sidewalk water. This wet grey, this nighttime dew, gone before morning.

Information is a lot like water; it's hard to hold on to, and hard to keep from leaking away.

In youth, grief comes with a rush and overflow, but it dries up, too, like the torrent. In the winter of life it remains a miserable pool, resisting all evaporation.

Water boils most fiercely just before it disappears. And so it is, evidently, with human affairs.

The world was evaporating under the sun and I was floating. The town was evolving according to the laws of some sublime chemical reaction in which matter went from solid to gas, avoiding the liquid stage, peeling off gradually as layers of mist.

Some of her turned to mist, and crept out the pores of her skin.

Like socks in a dryer, it had vanished into the ether.

Global warming would increase the rate of evaporation from the oceans. This would increase rainfall worldwide. In addition, global warming would lengthen the growing season, thereby increasing still further the bounty of both agriculture and nature.

Consider the body of the ocean which rises every instant into me, & its ancient evaporation, & how it delivers itself to me, how the world is our law, this indrifting of us into us, a chorusing in us of elements, & how the intermingling of us lacks intelligence, makes reverberation, syllables untranscribable, inclingings, & how wonder is also what pours from us…

The world of finance is a mysterious world in which, incredible as the fact may appear, evaporation precedes liquidation. First the capital evaporates, and then the company goes into liquidation.

He imagined that the people here would never die: they would simply evaporate into the carnal smoke of the music, their loins wrapped around each other, self and sorrow abandoned to the roar of lust.

The melancholy comes over me, the dismal misery of not knowing where I am, or perhaps losing any sense of who I am, as if the mist is bringing about an evaporation of identity, all the certainties of the self leaching away into the cloud.

The chill of the rain disappeared. The rain itself seemed to evaporate. The fatigue vanished. The night. Everything distilled to the brilliant pulsing bead of glass pain she herself had given rise to. She felt exhilaration and relief. She felt soothed and punished. She felt control.