Quotes About Fluid

A particular kind of fluid motion inspired Lorenz's three equations: the rising of hot gas or liquid, known as convection.

Posidonius O'Fluctuary!

The delicate cellular warfare in a waterdrop.

So they stood in the utter, dark kiss, that triumphed over them both, subjected them, knitted them into one fecund nucleus of the fluid darkness. It was bliss, it was the nucleolating of the fecund darkness. Once the vessel had vibrated till it was shattered, the light of consciousness gone, then the darkness reigned, and the unutterable satisfaction.

give birth to precocious offspring, able to swim immediately after birth and so to follow their mothers through their fluid world. For

Prostitute. Whore. What did they really mean anyway? Only words. Words trailing their streamers of judgment. I hated labels anyway. People didn't fit in slots-- prostitute, housewife, saint-- like sorting the mail. We were so mutable, fluid with fear and desire, ideals and angles, changeable as water.

We were so mutable, fluid with fear and desire, ideals and angles, changeable as water. I

Mine's called leptomeningeal carcinomatosis. It's incurable. It's terminal. And it's in a tiny space - a huge area all around the brain and up and down the spine. But it's small area where the spinal fluid is. It's microscopic. You can't see it. It isn't lumps that they can say, 'Oh we can zap that.'

I've been really upset sometimes when I've been misquoted. And it's the one thing they use in big print. Or it's taken out of context. Thoughts are fluid and words are sticky. That's the thing.

You are here so that I can hear what happened at the top of Stav Kesh. I've learned through my long life that stories are ... fluid. And that the truth is often found in the sum of the parts. So I'll have each of you tell me your own version of events. - Master Lha-Mi

She moved like clouds, like water, like anything lovely and effortless and free.

Physically transporting bits of information about a grid that consisted of little else, she provided a degree of absolute security in the fluid universe of data. With your memo in the girl's bag, you knew precisely where it was; otherwise, your memo was nowhere, perhaps everywhere, in that instant of transit.

my heart stirring this way and that like so much hot soup

Water is the driving force of all nature.

I now doubted myself. Innocencce was finite and could not be regenerated. Like spinal fluid. I knew this because I had run out.

It's very fluid, this space between philosophy and literature, and that's something that resonates for me.

Water: it has no taste, no smell, no color, and yet it is the most important thing in the world.

There's a lot of precision, but also a lot of gentleness. Along with being very precise about our world, there's also always space around us that is called gentleness: we allow ourselves to experience how large and fluid and full of color and energy our world is. This space is our circle.

Feeling important makes one heavy, clumsy and vain. To be a warrior one needs to be light and fluid.

Everything imprecise, but suddenly in imprecision she found a clearness that she had only sensed and hadn't been able to possess entirely. Perturbed she thought: everything, everything. Words are pebbles rolling in the river. It wasn't happiness that she felt then, but what she felt was fluid, sweetly amorphous, resplendent instant, somber instant.

Why did you let her take the head off London Bridge?" Cromwell:"You know me, Stephen. The fluid of benevolence flows through my veins and sometimes overspills.

I watch her as she leaves. Everything about her is fluid as a river. Her messy hair, her xylophone voice, the strokes of her paintbrush. Even her camouflage army jacket hangs loose, flowing like ribbons.

started a drip to keep the water flowing through

I had been particularly taken by a scene in The Old Country where Hilary, the spy who has defected to Moscow, muses about England: 'We're conceived in irony. We float in it from the womb. It's the amniotic fluid. It's the silver sea. It's the waters at their priest-like task, washing away guilt and purpose and responsibility. Joking but not joking. Caring but not caring. Serious but not serious.