Quotes About Atmosphere

The greenhouse effect is something you can observe experimentally - and most people have observed the greenhouse effect themselves, in greenhouses. Yes?

It's about creating an atmosphere so that characters can just live in front of the cameras. And to be sensitive, and for the actor to know the sensitivity that they are being observed with.

A city's soul is best observed during the morning, what is the culture of the city, how are the people, you also get to know whether the city is cosmopolitan or religious.

I'm obsessed with being able to dictate energy in a room.

It was obvious what kind of game they were playing on the set of Amityville.

Obviously, playing in front of your home crowds really does a lot for your level.

When you see the Elimination Chamber on TV, it obviously looks intimidating and huge. But when you're there in person and inside it, it's a whole different ballgame.

Fast casual is a wonderful way to eat. The casualisation of fine dining has allowed everyone to feel comfortable, but at the same time you do sacrifice a sense of occasion.

I know: If you're looking down at Earth, you're looking through an atmosphere that has a bit of haze in many places and not just occasional clouds.

The air held the sweet night like a sponge.

If you live in an atmosphere of luxury, luxury is yours whether your money pays for it, or another's.

I went to the little window and inhaled the country air. One could hear the breathing of the night, feminine, enormous. (The Blue Bouquet)

Please take responsibility for the energy you bring into this space. I realized that for every relationship, not only do I have to be accountable for the energy I bring, but I also have to take responsibility for the energy that I allow from others. I understand that strengthening the bond in any situation is impossible if you're not surrounded by energy that lifts you up.

The city's more beautiful at night, you know: the people of the night always tell the truth.

At night, he could sense the weight of the concrete, the hardness, and the horrors of the city around him.

like trying to eject the darkness from a room without opening the shutters and letting in the light. "I cannot sweep the darkness out, but I can shine it out," said John Newton.

Shrouded in the black thunderheads the distant lightning glowed mutely like welding seen through foundry smoke. As if repairs were under way at some flawed place n the iron dark of the world

A rich smell of woodsmoke hung over the road.

The faint light all about, quivering and sourceless, refracted in the rain of drifting soot.

The snow whispered down in the stillness and the sparks rose and dimmed and died in the eternal blackness.

The shape of the city stood in the grayness like a charcoal drawing sketched across the waste.

They'd put an awning up over the gravesite but the weather was all sideways and it did no good.

The night was cold and clear and the sparks rising from the fire raced hot and red among the stars.

That day there was no sun only a paleness in the haze and the country was white with frost and the shrubs were like polar isomers of their own shapes. Wild rams ghosted away up those rocky draws and the wind swirled down cold and gray from the snowy reeks above them, a smoking region of wild vapors blowing down through the gap as if the world up there were all afire.