Best breaths & turns Quotes | Short & Famous Sayings

“The rich man's sons inherits cares; The bank may break, the factory burn, A breath may burst his bubble shares, And soft, white hands could hardly earn A living that would serve his turn.”

Men May Hands Care Turns Wealth White Break Rich Share Son Breaths Factories Bubbles Rich Man

Book:The poetical works of James Russell Lowell

Source: The poetical works of James Russell Lowell

“The effect of the great and sudden change of altitude made itself felt at once; when I wanted to turn round in my bag, I had to do it a bit at a time, so as not to get out of breath.”

Made Wanted Turns Felt Bits Effects Breaths Rounds Bags Sudden Change

Book:The South Pole

Source: The South Pole

“The wealth of any ecosystem is its perennials. The primal herbivore-predator-disturbance-rest dance is literally the breath and pulse of the earth. Grasses recycle oxygen far more efficiently than trees. The turnover is faster. Grass reaches out and turns solar energy into carbon. Tillage hyper-aerates the soil, burning out carbon. But because a plant creates bilateral symmetry at the soil horizon, it sloughs off root mass when the top gets chopped off.”

“A composition which dazzles at first sight by gaudy epithets, or brilliant turns or expression, or glittering trains of imagery, may fade gradually from the mind, leaving no enduring impression; but words which flow fresh and warm from a full heart, and which are instinct with the life and breath of human feeling, pass into household memories, and partake of the immortality of the affections from which they spring.”

Source: Essays and Reviews

“Self-reflection is a desire felt by the body, as well as the soul. As dancers, healers, and saints all know, when you turn your attention toward even the simplest physical process - breath, the small movements of the eyes, the turning of a foot in midair - what might have seemed dull matter suddenly awakens.”

Source: The Book of the Courtesans: A Catalogue of Their Virtues

“Just at the turn of the tide, nature held its breath - no bird sang, everything seemed to be waiting and waiting. And then, sure enough, as if someone had flicked a switch, everything started in motion again.”

Ifs Enough Turns Waiting Ocean Bird Breaths Tides

Author:M.C. Beaton

“Anger is like a storm rising up from the bottom of your consciousness. When you feel it coming, turn your focus to your breath.”

Feels Turns Consciousness Focus Breaths Bottom Storm Rising Rising Up

Author:Nhat Hanh

“Come hither, all ye empty things, Ye bubbles rais'd by breath of Kings; Who float upon the tide of state, Come hither, and behold your fate. Let pride be taught by this rebuke, How very mean a thing's a Duke; From all his ill-got honours flung, Turn'd to that dirt from whence he sprung.”

Mean States Turns Fate Taught Pride Kings Empty Breaths Ill Honour Bubbles Tides Dirt Floats Dukes Sprung Rebuke Very Mean

Book:The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift...

Source: The Works of the Rev. Jonathan Swift...

“[Campaign sign when running for Congress in 1967:] Vote for me or I will hold my breath until I turn blue.”

Running Turns Vote Breaths Blue Congress Campaigns Vote For Me

Author:Shirley Temple

“For me, the beauty of the blank page, or empty screen,staring up at nine thirty after two cups of coffee and a deep breath remains unique. The blankness invites scribbling on, mental drawing , and the best feeling I know - apart from the more obvious sensual ones - is the feeling of putting down the first thought and seeing it turn into symbols. Making an idea into an emotion.”

“What people love about life is its miraculous beauty; what they hate about death is the loss and decay around it. Yet losing is not losing, and decay turns into beauty, as beauty turns back into decay. We are breathed in, breathed out. Therefore all you need is to understand the one breath that makes up the world.”

People World Needs Life Is Hate Turns Loss Losing Breaths Decay Miraculous

Book:The Second Book of the Tao

Source: The Second Book of the Tao

“As a breath of wind or some echo rebounds from smooth, hard surfaces and returns to the source from which it issued, so the stream of beauty passes back into its possessor through his eyes, which is its natural route to the soul; arriving there and setting him all aflutter, it waters the passages of the feathers and causes the wings to grow, and fills the soul of the loved one in his turn with love.”

Soul Hard Eye Turns Grows Causes Water Natural Wind Source Return Breaths Wings Surface Setting Settings Streams His Eyes Passages Loved Ones Echoes Smooth Routes Feathers Arriving Rebound

Author:Plato

“Part of the beauty of Judaism, and surely this is so for other faiths also, is that it gently restores control over time. Three times a day we stop what we are doing and turn to God in prayer. We recover perspective. We inhale a deep breath of eternity.”

Turns Three Prayer Perspective Eternity Breaths Judaism Three Times Deep Breath Inhale Turn To God

Author:Jonathan Sacks

“And as he, who with laboring breath has escaped from the deep to the shore, turns to the perilous waters and gazes.”

Turns Water Breaths Shore

Book:The Divine Comedy of Dante Alighieri: Inferno

Source: The Divine Comedy of Dante Alighieri: Inferno

“To those waiting with bated breath for that favorite media catchphrase, the U-turn, I have only this to say, ‘You turn if you want; the lady’s not for turning.”

Ifs Want Turns Waiting Media Breaths Stubbornness Iron Lady

Author:Margaret Thatcher

“At the end of the day faith is a funny thing. It turns up when you don't really expect it. Its like one day you realize that the fairy tale may be slightly different than you dreamed. The castle, well, it may not be a castle. And its not so important happy ever after, just that its happy right now. See once in a while, once in a blue moon, people will surprise you , and once in a while people may even take your breath away.”

“However in the world did her skin come green?" Nanny wondered, stupidly, for Melena blanched and Frex reddened, and the baby held her breath as if trying to turn blue to please them all. Nanny had to slap her to make her breath again.”

Ifs World Trying Turns Baby Please Skins Breaths Blue Green Slap Nannies

Book:The Wicked Years Complete Collection: Wicked, Son of a Witch, A Lion Among Men, and Out of Oz

Source: The Wicked Years Complete Collection: Wicked, Son of a Witch, A Lion Among Men, and Out of Oz

“Maybe the first time you saw her you were ten. She was standing in the sun scratching her legs. Or tracing letters in the dirt with a stick. Her hair was being pulled. Or she was pulling someone's hair. And a part of you was drawn to her, and a part of you resisted--wanting to ride off on your bicycle, kick a stone, remain uncomplicated. In the same breath you felt the strength of a man, and a self-pity that made you feel small and hurt. Part of you thought: Please don't look at me. If you don't, I can still turn away. And part of you thought: Look at me.”

Source: The History of Love: A Novel

“I do not remember very many things from the inside out. I do not remember what it felt like to touch things, or how bathwater traveled over my skin. I did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. I did not like to be touched because I craved it too much. I wanted to be held very tight so I would not break. Even now, when people lean down to touch me, or hug me, or put a hand on my shoulder, I hold my breath. I turn my face. I want to cry.”

People Want Hands Wanted Remember Faces Turns Felt Break Too Much Cry Strange Skins Breaths Shoulders Touched Dislike Hug Traveled Touch Me Hug Me Break Even

Book:Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

Source: Wasted: A Memoir of Anorexia and Bulimia

“Poetry is perhaps this: an Atemwende, a turning of our breath. Who knows, perhaps poetry goes its way—the way of art—for the sake of just such a turn? And since the strange, the abyss and Medusa’s head, the abyss and the automaton, all seem to lie in the same direction—is it perhaps this turn, this Atemwende, which can sort out the strange from the strange? It is perhaps here, in this one brief moment, that Medusa’s head shrivels and the automaton runs down? Perhaps, along with the I, estranged and freed here, in this manner, some other thing is also set free?”

Knows Way Art Moments Seems Running Lying Turns Strange Breaths Sake Poetry Is Abyss Brief Moments Medusa

Author:Paul Celan

“Standing Here My entire world far beneath my feet, I should be filled with pride. Instead, I feel overwhelmed by a sense of defeat. Suddenly it comes to me, toes tempted to test the ledge, that there is a way out of this. Clam surety flows through my veins, and as I turn to wave good-bye, I wonder if it will hurt or if a single person will cry at my funeral. I take a deep breath, a final taste of sweet mountain air. I conjure Leona, Emily. Move my feet closer. Closer There's Grandma One, Grandma Two, and their spouses, waiting for me. I see Dad. Cara. Mommy. I screw up my courage, step over”

“I kiss her and she finds the light switch and turns it off, and we're just lit in Pepsi-can colors and it's like we've finally found this other kind of conversation, this conversation in gestures and pulls and pushes and breaths and grasps and teases and glimmers and rubs and expectation.”

Kind Light Turns Found Color Conversation Kissing Expectations Breaths Gestures Lit Tease Pepsi

Author:David Levithan

“For a moment Ethan simply stares. Before him is the monster of his nightmares: his sister's murderer, the beast who robbed him of his greatest love. How easy, how fulfilling would it be to take Marduk's life? But the arrow in Ethan's fingers slips to the ground. "No. even revenge is too great an honor for you." As the night falls and brings an end to this long day of darkness, Marduk inhales his last staggered breath and his body turns to stone.”

“Turns out he does run," Nick drawled. "Given an incentive. And he wouldn't be so out of breath if he hadn't kept shrieking." "That was not a shriek," Jamie said with dignity. "It was a husky masculine cry of terror.”

Ifs Doe Said Running Turns Given Cry Dignity Breaths Terror Masculine Incentives Jamie Huskies

Book:The Demon's Covenant

Source: The Demon's Covenant

“The question is, what are you going to do?" It turns out the question that's been eating away at me has only ever had one possible answer. But it took Peeta's ploy for me to recognize it. What am I going to do? I take a deep breath. My arms rise slightly - as if recalling the black-and-white wings Cinna gave me - then come to rest at my sides. "I'm going to be the Mockingjay.”

Ifs Turns Sides Black White Answers Arms Eating Breaths Wings Black And White Deep Breath Peeta Mockingjay Take A Deep Breath Ploy Cinna

Book:Mockingjay (The Hunger Games, Book 3)

Source: Mockingjay (The Hunger Games, Book 3)

“You know that kind of quiver that trembles around through you when you are seeing something so strange and enchanting and wonderful that it is just a fearful joy to be alive and look at it; and you know how you gaze, and your lips turn dry and your breath comes short, but you wouldn't be anywhere but there, not for the world.”

Knows World Looks Kind Joy Turns Know How Alive Wonderful Seeing Strange Breaths Lips Dry Fearful Enchanting Quiver

Book:The Mysterious Stranger and Other Stories

Source: The Mysterious Stranger and Other Stories

“I turned around slowly, and looked up at him. He stiffened and sucked in a shallow breath. After a moment, he touched my cheek. "Such naked pain," he whispered. I turned my face into his palm and closed my eyes. His fingers threaded into my hair, cupped my head, and brushed the brand. It heated at his touch. His hand tightened at the base of my skull and squeezed, and he raised me slowly to my tiptoes. I opened my eyes and it was my turn to inhale sharply. Not human. Oh, no, not this man. "Never show it to me again." His face was cold, hard, his voice colder.”

Men Humans Hard Moments Shows Hands Eye Pain Faces Turns Voice Hair Cold Breaths Raised Fingers Naked Brands Touched Cheeks Shallow Palms Skulls Inhale Tiptoes

Author:Karen Marie Moning

“elliptical, adj. The kiss I like the most is one of the slow ones. It’s as much breath as touch, as much no as yes. You lean in from the side, and I have to turn a little to make it happen.”

Littles Happens Turns Sides Kissing Breaths Make It Happen

Book:The Lover's Dictionary: A Novel

Source: The Lover's Dictionary: A Novel

“When the guy turned around, Amy began stuttering. Silently. It was a feat only Amy could manage, and only Dan could notice. And it only happened in front of boys who looked like this one. He had brown hair and caramel-colored eyes, like Dan's friend Nick Santos, who made all the sixth-grade girls turn into blithering idiots when he looked their way--in fact, would even say Watch, lean make them turn into blithering idiots, and then he'd do it. Only older. "He. Is. Hot," Nellie said under her breath. "You too?" Dan hissed.”

Way Made Said Facts Eye Guy Turns Girl Boys Watches Happened Fronts Hair Hot Breaths Manage Idiot Grades Brown Feats Amy Sixth Grade Stuttering Caramel Brown Hair Colored Eyes

Author:Peter Lerangis

“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.”

Way Feels Littles Doe Eye Today Turns Dark Alive Hair Arms Breaths Lips Caught Crowds Spots Staring His Eyes Muscles Flash Swear Lungs Here I Am Dimples Dark Hair Flexing

Author:Katy Evans

“O thou with dewy locks, who lookest down Thro' the clear windows of the morning, turn Thine angel eyes upon our western isle, Which in full choir hails thy approach, O Spring! The hills tell each other, and the listening Valleys hear; all our longing eyes are turned Up to thy bright pavilions: issue forth, And let thy holy feet visit our clime. Come o'er the eastern hills, and let our winds Kiss thy perfumed garments; let us taste Thy morn and evening breath; scatter thy pearls Upon our love-sick land that mourns for thee.”

Source: Delphi Complete Works of William Blake (Illustrated)

“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.”

“The true gardener then brushes over the ground with slow and gentle hand, to liberate a space for breath round some favorites; but he is not thinking about destruction except incidentally. It is only the amateur like myself who becomes obsessed and rejoices with a sadistic pleasure in weeds that are big and bad enough to pull, and at last, almost forgetting the flowers altogether, turns into a Reformer.”

Thinking Enough Hands Bigs Lasts Turns Space Forget Pleasure Flower Destruction Breaths Rounds Gentle Obsessed Weed Rejoice Brushes Gardener Reformers Sadistic

Author:Freya Stark

“We turn, three men bound by love, by history, by circumstance, and most certainly by the awful grace of God, and together walk a narrow lane where headstones press close all around, reminding me gently of Warren Redstone’s parting wisdom, which I understand now. The dead are never far from us. They’re in our hearts and on our minds and in the end all that separates us from them is a single breath, one final puff of air.”

Men Mind Heart Ends Together Turns Three Walks Grace Air Circumstances Breaths Presses Finals Bounds Awful Grace Of God Parting Lanes Reminding Puff Headstone

Author:William Kent Krueger

“I hope that you choose ultimately to follow your heart, and learn that whatever your plans, your goals, your dreams, life will take you in directions you haven't even dreamed of. Be open to the path not chosen, the door unopened, welcome your fear, and the choices that allow you that fear....Through all the changes, through all the disappointments, the unexpected turns, the victories, and the pain, the losses that you will experience, there will always be a constant, along with your breath, there will always be one thing that you will know, that you have the ability to choose your heart.”

“Failure is not a one-time event; it's how you deal with life along the way. Until you breathe your last breath, you're still in the process, and there is still time to turn things around for the better.”

Way Stills Lasts Turns Process Leadership Deals Events Failure Breaths Breathe One Time Failure Of Leadership

Author:John C. Maxwell

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