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“I remember, I remember, The house where I was born, The little window where the sun Came peeping in at morn; He never came a wink too soon, Nor brought too long a day, But now, I often wish the night Had borne my breath away!”

Littles Long Remember Night House Wish Born Sun Window Breaths Peeping

Author:Honorius Augustodunensis

“Myself--a prince by fortune of my birth, Near to the king in blood, and near in love Till you did make him misinterpret me-- Have stooped my neck under your injuries And sighed my English breath in foreign clouds, Eating the bitter bread of banishment, Whilst you have fed upon my signories, Disparked my parks and felled my forest woods, From my own windows torn my household coat, Rased out my imprese, leaving me no sign, Save men's opinions and my living blood, To show the world I am a gentleman.”

Source: King Richard II: Third Series

“Isn't the small and common the field we live our life in? The large comes into a life through small-paned windows. A breath is small, but everything depends on it. A person looks at you a single, brief moment longer than is necessary, and everything is changed. The smaller the clue, the larger the meaning, it sometimes feels.”

Feels Looks Persons Sometimes Moments Common Our Lives Fields Changed Depends Window Breaths Clue Brief Moments

Author:Jane Hirshfield

“When you get new people in, you're going to have a breath of fresh air and there's going to be a window when people will decide what direction to go. It'll be determined by outside events, by the personalities that occupy those positions, and by the treatment they receive both from the press and the public, of the honeymoon period.”

People Air Events Position Personality Periods Window Breaths Presses Determined Treatment Fresh Air Honeymoon

Author:Ted Gup

“Everything is holding its breath inside me. Everything is waiting to explode like Christmas. I want to be all new and shiny. I want to sit out bad at night, a boy around my neck and the wind under my skirt. Not this way, every evening talking to the trees, leaning out my window, imagining what I can't see.”

Way Want I Can Night Waiting Talking Boys Tree Wind Window Breaths Evening Necks Skirts

Book:The House on Mango Street

Source: The House on Mango Street

“He thought back on his family with deep emotion and love. His conviction that he would have to disappear was, if possible, even firmer than his sister's. He remained in this state of empty and peaceful reflection until the tower clock struck three in the morning. He still saw that outside the window everything was beginning to grow light. Then, without his consent, his head sank down to the floor, and from his nostrils streamed his last weak breath.”

Ifs Stills States Light Lasts Three Grows Emotion Morning Saws Reflection Window Empty Weak And Love Breaths Conviction Disappear Peaceful Clock Towers Consent Deep Emotions

Book:The Metamorphosis

Source: The Metamorphosis

“The sun goes down long and red. All the magic names of the valley unrolled - Manteca, Madera, all the rest. Soon it got dusk, a grapy dusk, a purple dusk over tangerine groves and long melon field; the sun the color of pressed grapes, slashed with burgundy red, the fields the color of love and Spanish mysteries. I stuck my head out the window and took deep breaths of the fragant air. It was the most beautiful of all moments.”

Long Moments Beautiful Names Sun Magic Air Mystery Fields Color Red Window Breaths Stuck Valleys Purple Grapes Deep Breath Dusk Grove Melons Burgundy Tangerines

Book:On the Road

Source: On the Road

“And then, despite everything, I smiled and looked at the note and knew that spring would come —it always does. so I stared out that cold window, watching my breath collect on the glass, trying not to think about my life after the thaw.”

Thinking Trying Doe Cold Spring Window Breaths Notes Glasses Despite

Author:Ally Carter

“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

“I can't take not knowing what the next day will bring- the uncertainty is sawing me in two. The room is dark. A flickering candle burns on the window ledge a few feet away. I take a deep breath, which is to say, as deep a breath as I can take. "Are you okay?" Sarah asks. I wrap my arms around her. "I miss you," I say. "You miss me? But I'm right here." "That's the worst way to miss somebody. When they' re right beside you and you miss them anyway.”

“When a man you know to be of sound mind tells you his recently deceased mother has just tried to climb in his bedroom window and eat him, you only have two basic options. You can smell his breath, take his pulse and check his pupils to see if he's ingested anything nasty, or you can believe him.”

Ifs Knows Men Mind Believe Two Mother Sound Window Breaths Smell Checks Climbs Bedroom Nasty Pulse Pupils Deceased Sound Mind Recently Deceased

Book:The Steel Remains

Source: The Steel Remains

“I look out the window again, taking slow, deep breaths into a body too tense to move. And as I stare out at the land, I think that this, if nothing else, is compelling evidence for my parents’ God, that our world is so massive that it is completely out of our control, that we cannot possibly be as large as we feel. -Tris Prior”

Ifs Thinking World Feels Looks Body Moving Parent Land Evidence Window Breaths Staring Massive Our World Compelling Tense Deep Breath Tris Tris Prior

Author:Veronica Roth

“You can live without me." "I don't want to." I feared a love like this - that made us incomplete without each other. It was beautiful but treacherous, like snow that looked white and pure and lovely from the safety of your window, but when you stepped out to touch the softness, the cold first stole your breath, and then your will to move, until you could just lay down in it and let the numbness take you. yet I didn't want to be without him either, so I didn't chide him for the statement.”

Want Firsts Made Beautiful Moving White Cold Pure Window Breaths Safety Lays Lovely Statements Snow Incomplete Softness Treacherous Numbness

Author:Ann Aguirre

“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)