Quotes About Hot air

I found shelter from a thin rain in the laundrette opposite, the hot air thick with Persil.

I found the source of global warming is coming from the hot air coming out of Washington.

Clarinets, like lawyers, have cases, mouthpieces, and they need a constant supply of hot air in order to function.

The history of human endeavor has frequently [been] comprised of certain institutions which are based on two archetypes. There's a guy who comes along and, with a certain kind of messianic fortitude and charisma, conjures up a universe out of nothing, hot air, if you'll pardon the expression. He makes it happen. Usually, he never stays around to run it.

Why, he's a coward, thought Blackie. He's a blustering poltroon, lily-livered, and full of hot air!

I only tend to think of the week ahead, to keep my eye on the ball and question whether a full stop is in the right place. It's easy to get distracted by the wrong things. If you start thinking of grand gestures, it's going to be a lot of hot air. You have to be logical. The theatre is a very logical place.

You can gesture at the transnational problem of Islamist terrorism all you like, but it's just hot air unless you invest in proper security on the ground in your own country, with the right safeguards to civil liberties.

There was no reason to feel pressure, but I felt it anyway -- the pressure of hot air and passing time, an idle tension that builds up in places where men sweat twenty-four hours a day.

Sustainability is now a big baggy sack in which people throw all kinds of old ideas, hot air and dodgy activities in order to be able to greenwash their products and feel good.

The streets seemed to chafe the very air...and lift its leaves hotly, brilliantly, on waves of that divine vitality which Clarissa loved.

I'm really not interested in other people's opinions, because I think frankly most of those opinions are either misinformed and adding to this endless ball of hot air we have in our society where everyone thinks their opinion is valuable and sacred and what counts.

I'm really not interested in other people's opinions, because I think frankly most of those opinions are either misinformed and adding to this endless ball of hot air we have in our society where everyone thinks their opinion is valuable and sacred and what counts.

The sky is grey, the air hot. I walk back across the mown lawn loving the smell and the houses so completely it leaves my heart empty.

Hot air expands, and seriously pompous attitude is the inflation of choice by those lacking substance.

Evangelist spoke from his heart with great passion. "You cannot be justified by the works of the law, because it isn't how one follows the law or the good things they do that rids one of their burden. This makes Worldly Wiseman nothing more than an illegal guide and Mr. Legality a cheat. As for Legality's son Civility, he is full of hot air. With his smirking facade he is nothing but a hypocrite

For a long time I believed the opposite of passion was death. I was wrong. Passion and death are implicit, one in the other. Past the border of a fiery life lies the netherworld. I can trace this road, which took me through places so hot the very air burned the lungs. I did not turn back. I pressed on, and eventually passed over the border, beyond which lies a place that is wordless and cold, so cold that it, like mercury, burns a freezing blue flame.

Tis the gradual furnace of the world, In whose hot air poor spirits are upcurl'd Until they crumple, or else grow like steel- Which kills in us the bloom, the youth, the spring- Which leaves the fierce necessity to feel, But takes away the power- this can avail, By drying up our joy in everything, To make our former pleasures all seem stale. - Tristram and Iseult

Journalism, it turns out, is just so much hot air, hot type rather, that has an extraordinary importance at the moment but leaves nothing behind. It is the very opposite of the true poetic word that endures—what Lucien originally aspired to but betrayed

“Does a wise man answer with empty counsel or fill his belly with the hot east wind?