“I could almost say it is my religion. I guess that sounds pretentious, but I want to live and breathe cinema.” WantSoundBreatheCinemaPretentious Author:Giovanni Ribisi
“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.” IfsFeelsDoeSometimesHardLastsSoundMorningFireObjectsColdBreathsInstrumentsBreatheOilChineseExposedCoatsBreezeLungsFloatsDewFreezeMorning DewFirecracker Book:Alone: The Classic Polar Adventure Source: Alone: The Classic Polar Adventure
“I am happy when I am on stage. I like that wave of blue. I like the eardrum splitting sounds of loud screams. I like to be able to breathe along with the members. Each and every stage is a good reminiscence and a happy memory” AbleSoundMemoriesStageMembersBlueWaveBreatheLoudScreamSplittingHappy Memories Author:Leeteuk
“To be an artist it is not necessary to make a living from our creations. Nor is it necessary to have work hanging in fine museums or the praise of critics . . . To be an artist it is necessary to live with our eyes wide open, to breathe in the colors of mountain and sky, to know the sound of leaves rustling, the smell of snow, the texture of bark . . . To be an artist is to notice every beautiful and tragic thing, to cry freely, to collect experience and shape it into forms that others can share.” KnowsEyeBeautifulFormArtistSoundSkyShareCryCreationColorFineShapesMountainPraiseCriticsSmellWideBreatheSnowTragicMuseumsTextureBarkVery BeautifulEyes Wide Open Author:Jan Phillips
“Twas in heaven pronounced - it was muttered in hell, / And echo caught faintly the sound as it fell; / On the confines of earth 'twas permitted to rest, / And the depth of the ocean its presence confessed. / Yet in shade let it rest, like a delicate flower, / Ah, breathe on it softly, it dies in an hour.” EarthDiesHeavenSoundHoursHellFlowerOceanDepthCaughtBreatheShadeDelicateVersesEchoesDelicate Flower Author:Catherine Maria Fanshawe
“I never personalize anything because I think that can be dangerous. For me, the best way is - this may sound pretentious - but its to breathe the character and get into the psychology of it.” ThinkingWayMayCharacterSoundPsychologyDangerousBreatheBest WayPretentious Author:Imogen Poots
“The day has the color and the sound of winter. Thoughts turn to chowder...chowder breathes reassurance. It steams consolation.” TurnsSoundColorWinterBreatheSoupConsolationSteamReassurance Author:Clementine Paddleford