Quotes About Atmosphere

Ha ha! How do you like my storm?

The sunset's fire was tangled in leaden clouds, and the pillars of rain supporting the toppling thunderheads were very close;

During the day the Mexican towns are tranquil enough; after dark, not so much.

The people on the platform stood watching from under large black umbrellas that shone with wetness

A thin watery sun laid its gunmetal shine on the country below.

Rational argument does not create belief, but it maintains a climate in which belief may flourish.

I don't feel that an atmosphere of debate and total disagreement and argument is such a bad thing. It makes for a vital and alive field.

The air of the New World seems favorable to the art of declamation.

Photoshop is an art, and you can do a lot with it. Change the atmosphere through different lighting and make the pictures look more interesting.

Without atmosphere a painting is nothing.

Architecture is a art when one consciously or unconsciously creates aesthetic emotion in the atmosphere and when this environment produces well being.

Light is impressionism.

Everything I do is the environment.

Ultimately I want my metal in a bar and not an art gallery.

Every second in the air in Paris is art.

Great leaders understand that the right attitude will set the right atmosphere, which enables the right response from others.

Remember, your attitude toward a situation can help you to change it - you create the very atmosphere for defeat or victory.

confessional atmosphere of the dark

The sky had dropped a curtain on the sun.

This world was made to be cloaked in gray. It wouldn't feel natural if the sun shone brightly all the time.

Some of the tension seeped out of the air when the doors closed behind us.

Samuel Spade's jaw was long and bony, his chin a jutting v under the more flexible v of his mouth. His nostrils curved back to make another, smaller, v. His yellow-grey eyes were horizontal. The v motif was picked up again by thickish brows rising outward from twin creases above a hooked nose, and his pale brown hair grew down—from high flat temples—in a point on his forehead. He looked rather pleasantly like a blond satan.

the Charles-Street Avenue house.

Het licht bleef uit de lucht lekken, blauw, omrand door paars en toen, daaronder, dikke stroken roest en oranje.