Quotes About Vapors

The river was mild and leisurely, going away from the people who ate shadows for breakfast and steam for lunch and vapors for supper.

It flourished on the air softly in vapors of cobalt light, whispering and sighing.

Tis ever thus: indulgence spoils the base; Raising up pride, and lawless turbulence, Like noxious vapors from the fulsome marsh When morning shines upon it.

Nature paints not; In oils, but frescoes the great dome of heaven; With sunsets, and the lovely forms of clouds; And flying vapors.

The gases in a coal mine could kill. Miners called them damps, from Middle Low German dampf, vapors.

Charlie stood at the open door of the Elevator and stared into the swirling vapors. This, he thought, is what hell must be like. Hell without heat. There was something unholy about it all, something unbelievably diabolical. It was all so deathly quiet, so desolate and empty.

Despite your best efforts and intentions, there's a limited reservoir to fellowship before you begin to rely solely on the vapors of nostalgia.

The air moves like a river and carries the clouds with it; just as running water carries all the things that float upon it.

There are other ideologies with which to expunge the last vapors of reasonableness from a society's discourse, but Islam is undoubtedly one of the best we've got.

It's not for Zeus's daughter to be A prey to common fears, I never feel Chill fingered panic's touch. But the horrors Creeping out of Old Night's womb Since the first beginnings of all things, 8940 With shapes as many as the fiery vapors Billowing from a crater's fiery mouth, Make even heroes' hearts turn faint. When

The Muse's friend, Tea, does our fancy aid; Repress those vapors which the head invade; And keeps that palace of the soul serene....

Naturally society cherished itself alone; it prized what everyone agreed was precious, despised what everyone agreed was despicable, and ignored what no one mentioned-all to its own enhancement, and with the loud view that these bubbles and vapors were eternal and universal.

Hell, covering all with its gloomy vapors, has cast shadows on even the holiest eyes.

Everyone had run to do her bidding. Soon only the three men--the three useless ones--had been left in the sitting room to fight terror and nausea and fits of the vapors. The door opened. Three pale, terrified faces turned toward it. -the three manly men waiting during a childbirth

drink to the cause, and pure vapours

A symbolic unity formed by the languor of the fluids, by the darkening of the animal spirits and the shadowy twi­light they spread over the images of things, by the viscosity of the blood that laboriously trickles through the vessels, by the thickening of vapors that have become blackish, deleterious, and acrid, by visceral functions that have be­come slow and somehow slimy-this unity, more a product of sensibility than of thought or theory, gives melancholia its characteristic stamp.

Do not acid vapors have the very properties of melancholia, whereas alcoholic vapors, always ready to burst into flame, suggest frenzy; and sulfurous vapors, agitated by a violent and continuous movement, indicate mania?

Yesterday it had been a single chocolate orb that shattered with the tap of a knife, revealing shards of crystallized whiteness. Chocolate-menthol geode, Hector had said, and watched them piercingly as they ate, the chocolate melting on their tongues while the menthol rose in vapors straight towards the tops of their skulls.

The black asphalt wouls shimmer with vapors I had a theory about those vapors...not released by the sun but by a huge onion buried under the city. This onion made us cry... I thought about the giant onion, that remarkable bulb of sadness.

What do you mean fainted? Took a dive, kissed the pavement. Swooned like a southern belle after her first kiss. Had a dreadful case of the vapors.

If, however, we understand by the firmament that part of the air in which the clouds are collected, then the waters above the firmament must rather be the vapors resolved from the waters which are raised above a part of the atmosphere, and from which the rain falls.

Pressure cranks and presses Life, squeezing out essence of self, aromatic with bittersweet memories, pungent adversities, and the honey-musk of desire — vapors hover over our inkpots, and if we are willing and able to pick up the feather, it becomes our poetry.

The Muse's friend, Tea, does our fancy aid; Repress those vapors which the head invade; And keeps that palace of the soul serene....

Delicious was not a term applicable to anything below the crust of that volcano, whose heady vapors numbed his ravished senses.