I do my job like I breathe — so if I can’t breathe I’m in trouble.
Karl LagerfeldTags: life art breath fashion quote breathing quotes trouble air designer karl-lagerfeld artsist
Have you noticed we can breathe in here too?
Gosh, I wouldn't have picked up on that.
Tags: breath sarcasm stupid question air smartass sarcastic
I seem to be allergic to whatever that terrible smell is," said Gateman when the urge to sneeze had finally subsided.
"What terrible smell?"
"The air," said Gateman. "It smells...different."
"That's called oxygen," said Professor Boxley. "Freh air. No cars, no buses, no factories; just pure, clean oxygen.
Tags: funny air oxygen sneeze allergy
Something in the air this morning made me feel like flying. . . "
Spring Flight
Tags: joy exercise spring air eileen-clemens-granfors bicycling
I am never alone wherever I am. The air itself supplies me with a century of love. When I breathe in, I am breathing in the laughter, tears, victories, passions, thoughts, memories, existence, joys, moments, and the hues of the sunlight on many tones of skin; I am breathing in the same air that was exhaled by many before me. The air that bore them life. And so how can I ever say that I am alone?
C. JoyBell C.Tags: life soul inspirational-quotes loneliness breath spirit life-and-living breathing inspirational-life inspiring air never-alone
Many people in a rather reckless context claim to 'just tell it like it is'. In actuality, nobody really stresses what one says so much as the motive behind what one says; hence, he is merely blowing hot air and detracting from 'what is'.
Criss JamiTags: truth emphasis dishonesty honest motives air reckless actuality
Everyone claims to be okay with freedom of religion, but the moment you mention God there is a strange tension that fills the air. If there was a 6th sense, that would be it.
Criss JamiTags: freedom god spiritual religion strange controversy freedom-of-religion apologetics tension senses awkwardness air controversial awkward 6th-sense sixth-sense
At eight, he had once told his mother that he wanted to paint air.
Vladimir NabokovTags: art mother nabokov paint air vladimir painter
oxygen
Everything needs it: bone, muscles, and even,
while it calls the earth its home, the soul.
So the merciful, noisy machine
stands in our house working away in its
lung-like voice. I hear it as I kneel
before the fire, stirring with a
stick of iron, letting the logs
lie more loosely. You, in the upstairs room,
are in your usual position, leaning on your
right shoulder which aches
all day. You are breathing
patiently; it is a
beautiful sound. It is
your life, which is so close
to my own that I would not know
where to drop the knife of
separation. And what does this have to do
with love, except
everything? Now the fire rises
and offers a dozen, singing, deep-red
roses of flame. Then it settles
to quietude, or maybe gratitude, as it feeds
as we all do, as we must, upon the invisible gift:
our purest, sweet necessity: the air.
Tags: love poetry death breathing dying air
Water belongs to us all. Nature did not make the sun one person's property, nor air, nor water, cool and clear.
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