Quotes About Atmosphere

I don't feel very optimistic in London.

I just love sitting in a theater watching a film and the grain is like boiling and it feels completely alive like an organism almost; like an organism made out of light.

Ours was not a political household, when I was growing up.

I didn't know Chicago was so aggressive. It's real aggressive out here. Everybody kind of recognizes you out here. But it's a good feeling.

When you have live music in the background, people are usually talking over it. You don't actually get to listen to live music in your space all the time.

Fostering an atmosphere that doesn't allow for error simply makes people defensive.

The harsh terms imposed on Germany created the economic and political atmosphere that enabled the Nazis to come to power.

Fenway is the essence of baseball

The piano has been drinking, not me.

You must have brought the bad weather with you The sky's the color of lead All you've left me is a feather On an unmade bed

Songs are really just interesting things to be doing with the air

Ugly people look prettier in the dark.

The sky was the colour of an unpolished euphonium, tuned to a dead key.

The sky lightened now. Far ahead, they could see where the Pacific half of the blizzard had reached the Chuska range. Its cold, wet air met the dry, warmer air on the New Mexico side at the ridgeline. The collision produced a towering wall of white fog, which poured down the slopes like a silent slow-motion Niagara.

In many poems voice is the mysterious atmosphere that makes it memorable, that holds it together and aloft like the womb around an embryo.

dark look crossed his face, but

It is said, in Imardin, that the wind has a soul, and that it wails through the narrow streets because it is grieved by what it finds there.

It was a little unsettling how quiet the skies were. Clay

A gust of wind lifted a spray of sand and danced it across the dunes.

The moon's tip appeared above the sea. A gunboat fired: deep, booming note – the voice of an old solitary hound.

The bar was stuffy and melancholy. It was full of the sadness inherent in all deracinated things.

The wind blew the dust along the ground into his mouth as he sang.

Ah, but LSU is a very intoxicating place-- and I'm not talking about the alcohol that flows so freely there on a Saturday night.

The setting sun had turned the blue sky a brilliant orange, then soft pink merging to pearl; the plum velvet of night had come out of the east, spangled with stars.