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“We all experience it. Those moments when we gasp and say, Oh, look at that. Maybe it's nothing more than the way a shadow glides across a face, but in that split second, when you realize something truly remarkable is happening and disappearing right in front of you, if you can pass a camera before your eye, you'll tear a piece of time out of the whole, and in a breath, rescue it and give it new meaning.”

Ifs Way Giving Looks Whole Moments Eye Faces Realizing Pieces Fronts Tears Happenings Shadow Breaths Cameras Photographer Disappear Remarkable Splits Rescue

Author:Joel Meyerowitz

“It is sometimes said that one of the casualties of the general suspicion and mistrust that permeated the old Soviet Union was that the distinction between truth and other motivations to believe tended to break down. Upon hearing a purported piece of information, the reaction was not 'Is this true?' but 'Why is this person saying this? - What machinations or manipulations are going on here?' The question of truth did not, as it were, have the social space in which it could breath.”

“When I feel myself getting overwhelmed, I take a deep breath and eat a piece of chocolate.”

Feels Pieces Breaths Chocolate Overwhelmed Deep Breath Take A Deep Breath

Author:Adrian Grenier

“I think that any time a person comes face-to-face with their own mortality - close enough to Death that they can smell its breath - they have a choice: 1) Fall to pieces; 2) Reassemble yourself and keep walking.”

Thinking Persons Enough Faces Choices Fall Pieces Walking Breaths Smell Mortality Face To Face

Author:Jim Goad

“The house became full of love. Aureliano expressed it in poetry that had no beginning and no end. He would write it on the harsh pieces of parchment that Melquiades gave him, on the bathroom walls, on the skin of his arms, and in all of it Remedios would appear transfigured: Remedios in the soporific air of two in the afternoon, Remedios in the soft breath of the roses, Remedios in the water-clock secrets of the moths, Remedios in the steaming morning bread, Remedios everywhere and Remedios forever.”

Writing Two Ends House Water Secret Morning Forever Pieces Air Wall Arms Skins Breaths Rose Bread Clock Afternoon Harsh Bathroom Moths Bathroom Wall

Author:Gabriel Garcia Marquez

“What frightens you? What makes the hair on your arms rise, your palms sweat, the breath catch in your chest like a wild thing caged? Is it the dark? A fleeting memory of a bedtime story, ghosts and goblins and witches hiding in the shadows? Is it the way the wind picks up just before a storm, the hint of wet in the air that makes you want to scurry home to the safety of your fire? Or is it something deeper, something much more frightening, a monster deep inside that you've glimpsed only in pieces, the vast unknown of your own soul where secrets gather with a terrible power, the dark inside?”

Source: A Great and Terrible Beauty

“Life always gives us exactly the teacher we need at every moment. This includes every mosquito, every misfortune, every red light, every traffic jam, every obnoxious supervisor (or employee), every illness, every loss, every moment of joy or depression, every addiction, every piece of garbage, every breath. Every moment is the guru.”

“She moved nearer, leaned her shoulder against me — and we were one, and something flowed from her into me, and I knew: this is how it must be. I knew it with every nerve, and every hair, every heartbeat, so sweet it verged on pain. And what joy to submit to this 'must'. A piece of iron must feel such joy as it submits to the precise, inevitable law that draws it to a magnet. Or a stone, thrown up, hesitating a moment, then plunging headlong back to earth. Or a man, after the final agony, taking a last deep breath — and dying.”

Men Feels Moments Earth Pain Lasts Law Joy Pieces Dying Sweet Hair Draws Stones Breaths Moved Finals Shoulders Inevitable Thrown Iron Nerves Submit Agony Precise Heartbeat Magnet Deep Breath

Book:We

Source: We

“A breath of steam trickles out, filled with the sobs of a grown woman breaking into girl-sized pieces.”

Girl Pieces Breaths Filled Steam Grown Women

Book:Wintergirls

Source: Wintergirls

“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

“the missing piece my breath my heart my memory me the other half the missing half”

Heart Memories Half Pieces Missing My Heart Breaths Other Half Missing Piece

Author:Kami Garcia

“Stop. Breathe those useless breaths. Drop this piece of life you’re holding to your lips. Where are you? How long have you been here? Stop now. You have to stop. Squeeze shut your stinging eyes, and take another bite.”

Long Eye Pieces Breaths Lips Breathe Useless Bites

Book:Warm Bodies and The New Hunger: A Special 5th Anniversary Edition

Source: Warm Bodies and The New Hunger: A Special 5th Anniversary Edition

“Finally, I understood what else was going on. I might be slow, but given time, I put the pieces together. "You have no reason to be jealous, I promise. We talked... and trained. You're the only boy who gets close like this." "Oh." A long, slow breath escaped him. "I feel so stupid." I put my lips to his cheek and whispered, "Don't. I love you, Fade.”

Feels Long Reason Might Together Given Boys Pieces Love You Stupid Promise Understood Breaths Lips No Reason Jealous Fades Cheeks I Promise Being Jealous

Book:The Razorland Trilogy

Source: The Razorland Trilogy

“You try to sit down at approximately the same time every day. This is how you train your unconscious to kick in for you creatively. ... You put a piece of paper in the typewriter, or you turn on your computer and bring up the right file. ... You begin rocking, just a little at first, and then like a huge autistic child. ... Then your mental illnesses arrive at the desk like your sickest, most secretive relatives. And they pull up chairs in a semicircle around the computer, and they try to be quiet but you know they are there with their weird coppery breath, leering at you behind your back.”