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“Things are so busy and so quick, and there’s so much going on, you have to realise the time when you have to take a step back, take a breath and really think back to where you come from. I’m from a very, very rural place. There’s really nobody out there, just roads and farms. I had a long transition to get to where I am now. I moved away when I was young, when I was about 19. I’d literally come from an area with dirt roads and stuff like that, right to the centre of a city of about five million people. It’s been great. I’m based in New York and every day it's amazing.”

People Thinking Long Young Stuff Cities Steps Millions Five New York Areas Breaths Moved Busy Realising Farms Transition Dirt Centre Where You Come Dirt Roads

Author:Diego Klattenhoff

“We have all probably noted those sudden moments of quiet - those strange and almost miraculous moments in the life of a big city when there is a cessation of traffic noise - just an instant when there is only the sound of footsteps which serves to emphasize a sudden peace. During those seconds it is possible to notice the sunlight, to notice our fellow humans, to take breath.”

Humans Moments Bigs Sound Cities Silence Strange Quiet Breaths Fellows Noise Instant Seconds Sunlight Traffic Miraculous Footsteps Big Cities

Author:Dorothy Day

“Even today the most jaded city dweller can be unexpectedly moved upon encountering a clear night sky studded with thousands of twinkling stars. When it happens to me after all these years it still takes my breath away.”

Years Stills Happens Today Night Stars Cities Clear Sky Breaths Moved Night Sky Jaded Dwellers Twinkling Nocturnal Twinkling Stars

Book:Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space

Source: Pale Blue Dot: A Vision of the Human Future in Space

“Come to the bridal-chamber, Death! Come to the mother's, when she feels, For the first time, her first-born's breath! Come when the blessed seals That close the pestilence are broke, And crowded cities wail its stroke!”

Feels Firsts Death Mother Born Cities First Time Breaths Blessed Broke Strokes Chamber Crowded Seals Pestilence Bridal Crowded Cities

Book:Alnwick Castle, with Other Poems

Source: Alnwick Castle, with Other Poems

“When I'm in a city that's just clean, concrete lines, I get really short of breath and confused. It's much more interesting to me when nature is creeping back and tearing the mortar apart between the bricks.”

Lines Interesting Cities Breaths Clean Confused Concrete Bricks Get Real Mortar Really Short

Author:Feist

“It's a big deal in my city to have a breath of fresh air.”

Bigs Deals Cities Air Breaths Big Deal Fresh Air

Author:Donnis

“I believe he died this way on purpose. I believe he wanted no chilling moments, no one to witness his last breath and be haunted by it, the way he had been haunted by his mother's death-notice telegram or by his father's corpse in the city morgue.”

Way Believe Moments Wanted Lasts Mother Purpose Father I Believe Cities Died Breaths Witness Chill Corpses Telegrams Morgues

Author:Mitch Albom

“Dublin City was quiet when they reached the Waxwork Museum, as if it was holding its breath.”

Ifs Cities Quiet Breaths Museums Dublin

Author:Derek Landy

“Frost grows on the window glass, forming whorl patterns of lovely translucent geometry. Breathe on the glass, and you give frost more ammunition. Now it can build castles and cities and whole ice continents with your breath’s vapor. In a few blinks you can almost see the winter fairies moving in . . . But first, you hear the crackle of their wings.”

Giving Firsts Whole Moving Grows Cities Window Breaths Wings Winter Glasses Patterns Breathe Lovely Ice Fairy Continents Castles Geometry Frost Blink Moving In Ammunition Vapor

Author:Vera Nazarian

“Before we invented civilization our ancestors lived mainly in the open out under the sky. Before we devised artificial lights and atmospheric pollution and modern forms of nocturnal entertainment we watched the stars. There were practical calendar reasons of course but there was more to it than that. Even today the most jaded city dweller can be unexpectedly moved upon encountering a clear night sky studded with thousands of twinkling stars. When it happens to me after all these years it still takes my breath away.”

“Dawn's faint breath breathes with your mouth at the ends of empty streets. Gray light your eyes, sweet drops of dawn on dark hills. Your steps and breath like the wind of dawn smother houses. The city shudders, Stones exhale— you are life, an awakening. Star lost in the light of dawn, trill of the breeze, warmth, breath— the night is done. You are light and morning.”

Ends Done Light Eye Night House Lost Stars Dark Cities Steps Morning Streets Sweet Wind Mouths Stones Empty Breaths Breathe Awakening Hills Dawn Gray Warmth Breeze Empty Streets Trill

Author:Cesare Pavese

“Most things, even the greatest movements on earth, have their beginnings in something small. An earthquake that shatters a city might begin with a tremble, a breath. Music begins with a vibration . . . And God created the whole universe from an atom no bigger than a thought.”

Whole Might Earth Universe Cities Movement Bigger Breaths Atoms Vibrations Earthquakes

Author:Lauren Oliver

“It seems like the rebellions never stop, in the city, in the compound, anywhere. There are just breaths between them, and foolishly, we call those breaths “peace".”

Seems Cities Breaths Rebellion Compounds

Author:Veronica Roth

“I remember a hundred lovely lakes, and recall the fragrant breath of pine and fir and cedar and poplar trees. The trail has strung upon it, as upon a thread of silk, opalescent dawns and saffron sunsets. It has given me blessed release from care and worry and the troubled thinking of our modern day. It has been a return to the primitive and the peaceful. Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and benumbs my brain, I seek relief in the trail; and when I hear the coyote wailing to the yellow dawn, my cares fall from me - I am happy.”

“Go for broke. Always try and do too much. Dispense with safety nets. Take a deep breath before you begin talking. Aim for the stars. Keep grinning. Be bloody-minded. Argue with the world. And never forget that writing is as close as we get to keeping a hold on the thousand and one things--childhood, certainties, cities, doubts, dreams, instants, phrases, parents, loves--that go on slipping , like sand, through our fingers.”

Source: Conversations with Salman Rushdie