Quotes About Atmosphere

Stern Winter loves a dirge-like sound.

It does not matter whether we burn fossil fuels with malice or with love. As far as the atmosphere is concerned, it is not concerned. It is a collection of gases.

When your love contracts in anger, the atmosphere itself feels threatening. But when you're expansive, no matter what the weather, you're in an open, windy field with friends.

Love is in the air everywhere I look around. Love is in the air every sight and every sound.

haze condensed into Campbell. The reason he was lopsided

He stared blankly out of the window, at the greyness and blackness of the sky. What a day! What a climate! Why did any sane person live in England? He felt positively suicidal.

Hilary has often asked herself why she felt the need for flowers..., but there it was. The house felt empty and desolate without them. They were silent guests who must be made happy, and who gave the atmosphere a kind of sou.

For of course one is never safe when in love. Growth is demanding and may seem dangerous, for there is loss as well as gain in growth. But why go on living if one has ceased to grow? And what more demanding atmosphere for growth than love in any form, than any relationship which can call out and requires of us our most secret and deepest selves?

one is never safe when in love. Growth is demanding and may seem dangerous, for there is loss as well as gain in growth. But why go on living if one has ceased to grow? And what more demanding atmosphere for growth than love in any form, than any relationship which can call out and requires of us our most secret and deepest selves?

The unsaid words pushed roughly against the thoughts that we had no craft to verbalize, and crowded the room to uneasiness. 34 Later, my room had all the cheeriness of a dungeon and the appeal of a tomb.

Tendrils of fog crept along the cliffside we were climbing down, gathering thickly in the dips the trail made, swirling whenever I set my foot down in it, as if it were recoiling at the prospect of touching me. I tried not to think about movies I'd seen in which horrible things happened to people out in such heavy fog. You know the movies I'm talking about.

It was always gloomy in Mal's room, just as it was always gray and overcast on the island.

The moon slipped under a blanket of clouds

she stepped outwards into the dim atmosphere, and falling, was most fabulously lit by the moon and the sun.

Here and there a thin beam of light threaded the warm brooding dusk and was filled with slowly moving motes like an attenuate firmament of stars revolving in grave order.

It was a brand-new graveyard.

gothic nightmares.

It is a haunted place, strange with secrets.

A sad, plangent music. In the British camp, Sharpe thought, they would be singing, but no one was singing here.

The wind in the wires is like the tearing of soft silk under the blended drone of engine and propeller.

And in the distance a toad farted ominously.

To me, dance music is a lot of space - to listen to other things than melodies. I think club music and dance music really require a different way of listening.

For anything or anyone to grow, a conducive atmosphere is required.

I am not a people person. It's not that I am shy, but I am more comfortable in an atmosphere of one-on-one. I hate crowds and parties.