“I now know that things I always thought I could depend on can crash in an instant. Because of the love that I have been shown, I now know what it means to be 'beloved.' I now know that no breath is to be taken for granted.” KnowsMeanHas BeensTakenDependsBreathsGrantedBelovedInstantCrashTaken For Granted Author:Rebecca Wells
“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.” HumansMomentsBigsSoundCitiesSilenceStrangeQuietBreathsFellowsNoiseInstantSecondsSunlightTrafficMiraculousFootstepsBig Cities Author:Dorothy Day
“When composing a verse let there not be a hair's breath separating your mind from what you write; composition of a poem must be done in an instant, like a woodcutter felling a huge tree or a swordsman leaping at a dangerous enemy.” WritingMindDoneEnemyTreeDangerousHugeHairBreathsPositivityInstantVersesCompositionHaikuComposingSeparatingSwordsman Author:Matsuo Basho
“I shift on to my side and find myself looking directly into Gale's eyes. For an instant the world recedes and there is just his flushed face, his pulse visible at his temple, his lips slightly parted as he tries to catch his breath.” WorldTryingEyeFacesSidesBreathsLipsInstantVisibleTemplesPulseGale Book:Mockingjay (The Hunger Games, Book 3) Source: Mockingjay (The Hunger Games, Book 3)
“I try desperately to conquer the transitory nature of my existence, to trap moments before they evenesce, to untangle the confusion of my past. Every instant disappears in a breath and immediately becomes the past; reality is ephemeral and changing, pure longing.” TryingMomentsRealityPastExistencePureBreathsLongingDisappearConfusionConquerInstantTrapsMy PastEphemeralTransitory Author:Isabel Allende
“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.” WorldWritingTryingDreamStarsParentForgetCitiesTalkingDoubtToo MuchOne ThingChildhoodGoes OnThousandBreathsAimSafetyFingersArguingCertaintyBrokePhrasesInstantSandNever ForgetBloodyDeep BreathSlippingGrinningSafety NetParents LoveTake A Deep Breath Book:Conversations with Salman Rushdie Source: Conversations with Salman Rushdie