Best breaths & lungs Quotes | Short & Famous Sayings

“Most people know that forests are the lungs of our planet, literally playing a critical role in every breath we take. And that they're also home to incredible animals like the orangutan and elephant, which will go extinct if we keep cutting down their forests.”

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Author:Chris Noth

“Below -60° cold will find the last microscopic touch of oil in an instrument and stop it dead. If there is the slightest breeze, you can hear your breath freeze as it floats away, making a sound like that of Chinese firecrackers. As does the morning dew, rime coats every exposed object. And if you work too hard and breathe too deeply, your lungs will sometimes feel as if they were on fire.”

Source: Alone: The Classic Polar Adventure

“We need to go back to our relationship with nature and understand that those trees are our lungs. The earth is recycling as our body. The rivers are our circulation. This air is our breath. And the star stuff, the carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen that comes from distant galaxies is actually the molecules of your body.”

Needs Body Earth Stars Stuff Air Tree Rivers Breaths Your Body Our Relationship Carbon Galaxy Lungs Molecules Recycling Circulation Hydrogen Nitrogen

Author:Deepak Chopra

“I could've enjoyed a cigarette if I smoked back before everyone knew it was bad - say, like, 1923. Everybody smoked back then. There was no medical information against it; they had no idea - it was a paradise. It was a smoker's paradise: 'They're taking my lung out next week. I don't know why. Doctor thinks maybe I'm brushing my teeth too often, but I can't help it because, for some reason, my breath smells like I licked a monkey's ass.”

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Author:Arj Barker

“I want to preach till the last breath in my lungs runs out.”

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Author:Charles R. Swindoll

“we can't afford to do anyone harm because we owe them our lives each breath is recycled from someone else's lungs our enemies are the very air in disguise you can talk a great philosophy but if you can't be kind to people every day it doesn't mean that much to me it's the little things you do the little things you say it's the love you give along the way”

People Ifs Way Giving Kind Mean Littles Philosophy Enemy Our Lives Air Love You Breaths Harm Little Things Be Kind Disguise Lungs Recycled Great Philosophy

Author:Ani DiFranco

“[He] looked up and imagined the hand of God flinging stars like shining dust across the heavens. No. He was wrong to think such pagan thoughts, for God had only to utter a word and it was done. Only man had He shaped with His hands, using the dust He created to form His most precious and amazing creation. Only man was molded and loved into being, the breath of life in his lungs given by God.”

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Author:Francine Rivers

“Odors have a power of persuasion stronger than that of words, appearances, emotions, or will. The persuasive power of an odor cannot be fended off, it enters into us like breath into our lungs, it fills us up, imbues us totally. There is no remedy for it.”

Emotion Stronger Breaths Appearance Remedy Scent Persuasion Perfume Lungs Persuasive Odor Power Of Persuasion

Author:Patrick Süskind

“To hang on from day to day and from week to week, spinning out a present that had no future, seemed an unconquerable instinct, just as one's lungs will always draw the next breath so long as there is air available.”

Long Next Air Week Draws Breaths Instinct Available Day To Day Lungs Spinning Nineteen Unconquerable

Book:Animal Farm and 1984

Source: Animal Farm and 1984

“Oh, my God. It hit me like a tsunami then: how perfect he was for me, how he was everything I could possibly hope for, as a friend, boyfriend - maybe even more. He was it for me. There would be no more looking. I really, really loved him, with a whole new kind of love I'd never felt before, something that made every other kind of love I'd ever felt just seem washed out and wimpy in comparison. I loved him with every cell in my body, every thought in my head, every feather in my wings, every breath in my lungs. And air sacs.”

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Author:James Patterson

“Breathe in, breath out. Oxygen is carcinogenic and likely puts a limit on our life span. It would be unwise though, to try to extend life by not breathing at all. Which of us doesn't do it? Either we loll in anaerobic stupor, too afraid to fill our lungs with risky beauty, or we roll out fire like dragons, destroying the world we love. I try not to burn up my world with rage. It is so hard.”

World Trying Hard Would Be Fire Our Lives Limits Breaths Breathe Rage Breathing Dragons Destroying Oxygen Lungs Unwise Life Span

Author:Jeanette Winterson

“With that, he looked over his shoulder. Blay's breath shot out of his lungs. "Oh... my God," he whispered.”

Shots Breaths Shoulders Lungs

Book:J.R. Ward The Black Dagger Brotherhood Novels 5-8

Source: J.R. Ward The Black Dagger Brotherhood Novels 5-8

“Is it really sick for me to be happy right now?" I asked. My voice broke twice. He didn't push me away. He pulled me tight against his ice-hard chest, so tight it was hard to breathe, even with my lungs securely intact. "I know exactly what you mean," he whispered. "But we have lot of reasons to be happy. For one, we're alive." "Yes," I agreed. "That's a good one." "And together," he breathed. His breath was so sweet it made my head swim.”

Knows Mean Made Hard Reason Together Voice Alive Sweet Right Now Sick Breaths Breathe Ice Broke Swim Chests Lungs Reasons To Be Happy Pushing Me Away

Author:Stephenie Meyer

“I pulled in a soft breath. My lungs were starving, crying out for air. I lay still, and a cough tickled at the back of my throat. It always happens when you're hiding, a cough, a sneeze, something. It's stupid. The body decides to screw around with you, even though it knows being quiet is the only way it's going to go on living.”

Knows Way Stills Body Happens Air Stupid Cry Goes On Quiet Breaths Lays Hiding Throat Screws Lungs Starving Being Quiet

Author:Lilith Saintcrow

“His smell—the scent of a demon, cinnamon incense, amber musk—wrapped around me, filled my lungs. I felt like I could breathe again, without every breath being tainted by the stench of dying cells. The smell of him seemed to coat my abused insides with peace, and flow down into the middle of my body to spread through my veins. I filled my lungs again. While I could, before what was undoubtedly a hallucination vanished.”

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Author:Lilith Saintcrow

“He could feel it immediately when his shoulder snapped - the intense pain of his bones cracking. His skin tightened, as if it could no long hold whatever was lurking inside him. The breath was sucked from his lungs like he was being crushed. His vision began to blur, and he had the sensation he was falling, even though he could feel the rock tearing at his flesh as his body seized on the ground.”

Ifs Feels Long Body Pain Fall Vision Rocks Skins Breaths Bones Flesh Shoulders Intense Sensations Lungs Crushed Blur Lurking Intense Pain

Author:Kami Garcia

“Grief is like sinking, like being buried. I am in water the tawny color of kicked-up dirt. Every breath is full of choking. There is nothing to hold on to, no sides, no way to claw myself up. There is nothing to do but let go. Let go. Feel the weight all around you, feel the squeezing of your lungs, the slow, low pressure. Let yourself go deeper. There is nothing but bottom. There is nothing but the taste of metal, and the echoes of old things, and days that look like darkness.”

Way Feels Looks Sides Water Grief Darkness Color Taste Letting Go Lows Weight Pressure Breaths Bottom Deeper Buried Metals Echoes Dirt Lungs Choke Sinking Claws Old Things Squeezing

Author:Lauren Oliver

“Do what ya have to do to pay off yer debt with Heaven,’ he said, his concern for proper speech abandoned. ‘But ya do not die on me, ya understand? I can’t live without ya. Yer all I got, woman.’ Her breath caught in her lungs. ‘I don’t want to be here if you’re not.”

Ifs Want Said I Can Dies Heaven Pay Speech Concern Breaths Caught Debt Abandoned Lungs

Author:Jana Oliver

“I have never lived the way I lived during my short time with you. For the first time in my life, I’ve felt whole, alive, free. You were the missing piece of my soul, the breath in my lungs, the blood in my veins. I think that if past lives are real then we have been lovers in every single one of them. I’ve known you for a short time, but I feel like I’ve known you forever”

“You were the missing piece of my soul, the breath in my lungs, and the blood in my veins.”

Soul Pieces Blood Missing Breaths My Soul Veins Lungs Missing Piece

Author:J.A. Redmerski

“His dark hair is perfectly recklessly up today, those tanned muscles flexing as he extends out his arms and does his little turn. And here I am, my breath caught between my lungs and my lips as he turns around and scans the crowd. As soon as he spots me, his eyes come alive, as alive as I feel when he smiles at me. He holds my gaze while those dimples flash, and I swear he stares at me in a way that makes me feel that I am the only woman here.”

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Author:Katy Evans

“The cycle hit the beach and spun out. Emma went into a rolling crouch as she flew free of it, keeping her elbows in, pushing the air hard out of her lungs. She turned her head as she hit the sand, slapping her palms down to roll herself forward, absorbing the impact of the fall through her arms and shoulders, her knees folding up into her chest. The stars wheeled crazily overhead as she spun, sucking in her breath as her body slowed its rolling. She came to a stop on her back, her hair and clothes full of sand and her ears full of the sound of the wildly crashing ocean.”

“Love is not all: it is not meat nor drink Nor slumber nor a roof against the rain; Nor yet a floating spar to men that sink And rise and sink and rise and sink again; Love can not fill the thickened lung with breath, Nor clean the blood, nor set the fractured bone; Yet many a man is making friends with death Even as I speak, for lack of love alone.”

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Author:Edna St. Vincent Millay

“We think rightly or wrongly about prayer according to the conception we have in our minds of prayer. If we think of prayer as the breath in our lungs and the blood from our hearts, we think rightly. The blood flows ceaselessly, and breathing continues ceaselessly; we are not conscious of it, but it is always going on. We are not always conscious of Jesus keeping us in perfect joint with God, but if we are obeying Him, He always is.”

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Author:Oswald Chambers

“A man can no more take in a supply of grace for the future than he can eat enough today to last him for the next 6 months, nor can he inhale sufficient air into his lungs with one breath to sustain life for a week to come. We are permitted to draw upon God's store of grace from day to day as we need it.”

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Author:Dwight L. Moody

“The winds that never moderation knew, Afraid to blow too much, too faintly blew; Or out of breath with joy, could not enlarge Their straighten'd lungs or conscious of their charge.”

Joy Too Much Wind Conscious Breaths Blow Moderation Lungs

Book:The Works of John Dryden in Verse and Prose

Source: The Works of John Dryden in Verse and Prose

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