Quotes About Atmosphere

Very early morning. The sun was not yet risen, and the whole of Crescent Bay was hidden under a white sea-mist. The big bush-covered hills at the back were smothered. You could not see where they ended and the paddocks and bungalows began.

Very early morning. The sun was not yet risen, and the whole of Crescent Bay was hidden under a white sea-mist. The big bush-covered hills at the back were smothered. You could not see where

No Orkney weather lasts long, and you can see new weather coming a long way off. There are frequent scraps of rainbow. And birds. At any point you can stop walking, or pull over and lower the car window and hear the cries of peewits and tremulous curlews.

To church congregations and denominations that are weary of strife, of continually arguing things out in a tense, judgmental atmosphere, it may come as welcome news to learn that they, too, are allowed to say 'I know not' with regard to the Bible, free to not use it to justify taking sides in every issue that comes along.

The air was a delicate cocktail of things foreign and familiar; both damply green and faintly musty; as sea-soaked as the oysters, as crisply refreshing as the champagne.

The crickets were rubbing their hind legs together, unrolling that endless band of sound that when combined with the sound of the sycamore trees losing their heads in the heat-thickened breeze could cause even a girl as unsentimental as Mary to feel like she'd just left something behind on the porch stoop she couldn't bear to live without.

I am a woman whose moods are influenced by the weather, my outlook rising and falling with the barometer.

Or was the chill I felt triggered by forces other than wind?

the barometric pressure felt about a billion pounds per square inch

The air's okay," Jake

the smell of Satan rose up out of the bag and surrounded my soul.

The man on the porch seemed to have brought his own clouds.

It is not how you walk, or where, or how far. It is all in the sound of the steps and how the night receives them.

October proved a riot a riot to the senses and climaxed those giddy last weeks before Halloween.

The flickering candlelight conspired with the silence, and we only interrupted each other's reading to share a casual delight.

There is no such thing as a rock-and-roll venue; there's not one in the world that's made to play this kind of music as an ideal form.

The other guy on that gig was George Jones. They trailed in with tumbleweed following them, as if tumbleweed was their pet. Dust all over the place, a bunch of cowboys. But when George got up, we went whoa, there's a master up there.

But consider the mountain-building period of the Flood of Noah's day (e.g., Genesis 8:4,5 Psalm 104:8–9,6 etc.) involving immense volcanic activity acting in conjunction for more than half of the year and surely some volcanic activity that was post-Flood too — which would extend the effects. The point is that immense amounts of fine ash and dioxides were put in the upper atmosphere to linger for hundreds and hundreds of years.

The primary source of water for the Flood was the springs of the great deep bursting forth (Genesis 7:1127). This water in turn likely provided some of the water in the "windows of heaven" in an indirect fashion. There is no need for an ocean of vapor above the atmosphere to provide for extreme amounts of water for the rain that fell during the Flood.

the main role of a school's principal is not command and control, it is climate control.

Mothers and Dads: Your home atmosphere is the product of WORDS. Children fail because wrong WORDS were spoken. The right WORDS were not spoken.

I'm flying over AZ and it looks like Mars. Maybe with a bit too much atmosphere though.

How magnificent the city is by the June moonlight! — after the streets are empty and silent.

The personal sphere is indeed disturbed, but such disturbances need not be primary; they may well be secondary, the consequence of an insupportable change in the social atmosphere. The cause of disturbance is, therefore, not to be sought in the personal surroundings, but rather in the collective situation.