Breath Quotes

An insult bestowed on your interior and exterior personality; for causes beyond control, kills you innumerably, till the last breath.

~ Aniruddha Sastikar

But until this night, she had never once actually wet the bed. And now that she has, we just lie there in the accident, and the minutes of the clock keep changing, and the love I have for her keeps growing, and we both keep drawing breath. What was so horrible about it? Why had I always been so angry? What was my need to always be right? To win every argument with her? To out-stubborn a dog? And just like that, all the anger is gone. Released like the emptying of a bladder into soft cotton sheets as we lie in the wetness.

~ Steven Rowley

Rather than allowing our response to an even affect our breathing, we can learn instead to let our breathing change our relationship to the event.

~ Cyndi Lee

A brave man could conquer fear, he had learned that, but perhaps only for a time. It was something the young did not understand, the way it could gnaw at a man, the way it came back stronger every time, until you were alone and gasping for breath.

~ Conn Iggulden

Those things that take my breath away become the ocean-complex and deep-and I'm prone to drowning in beautiful things. Like you.

~ Melody Lee

The desert became grim, dark and foreboding. A silence of death lay over the land, and it seemed as though the very stars held their breath and twinkled no more.

~ Alan Kinross

A mist crept into the valley—how could this be, by the light of the climbing sun? It drifted over the form in the grass, nearly obscuring it, seeming to draw all sound into itself. I thought I might burst from the strain of that silence... until a single sound shattered it:The gasp of an indrawn breath.

~ Tosca Lee

The child I wasis just one breath away from me.

~ Sheniz Janmohamed

when whisperedwhat an exquisitesong, it makes-your name.

~ Sanober Khan

Behind every successful man, is a Woman breathing through her mouth

~ Josh Stern

Breath is the finest gift of nature. Be grateful for this wonderful gift.

~ Amit Ray

To feel your arms around me...to feel your breath on my neck...is pleasure in itself. It is home.

~ Faye Hall

Where do we find happiness? Unfortunately, the common belief with most people is that happiness is something that happens to them when conditions are just right rather than something that happens through them when they choose to make space for it. While outer conditions may stimulate the feeling of happiness, it can never come from anywhere other than within us. Authentic happiness isn't something we can go out and get, buy, borrow, or steal. Nor can any form of artificial sensory stimulus generate true happiness; it's only something we can be, and it's a choice we make with every breath we take.

~ Dennis Merritt Jones

It is often thought that spirits in the after-world do not breathe as we might do - and that in being dead, one does not require inhaling and exhaling anything.Well, they do exchange ethers, and the body of a soul does in fact breathe, and talk and sing - though not with oxygen, but a rarefied vitality. And just as a newborn, the very first impulse that comes when one crosses over to the other side, past the veils of death, is to inhale deeply - and then relax.

~ Gabriel Brunsdon

...there is something very vital happening when we breathe—without it we die—but trying to speed it up, force it, grasp it, push it away or control it tends to get in the way. As in breathing, so in life—we can learn a lot from the natural rhythm, pace, and un-fussiness of the way breath continues its work, without making a big deal out of it.

~ Ed Halliwell

Much of the time the mind is wandering, either drawn to focus, ruminate, or push away unpleasant experiences, or chasing after stuff we like. But if we don’t practise being still, we are prone to get blown about by every wind, buffeted by the ups and downs of life. By training to pay attention precisely and gently to the breath, coming back again and again, we cultivate a resilience that allows us to be present when difficulty and temptation arises. Distractions still come, but we don’t get so lost in them.

~ Ed Halliwell

As long as I can hear the sweet melody of your words, I need not; The angel’s secret, to be whispered in my ears As long as I can lace your silky fingers round my own, I need not; Pretty diamonds, nor big cash nor gold As long as I can watch the handsome sunshine of your face, I need not; Open skies, nor snowfall, nor the rain As long as I can gaze into the emeralds of your eyes, I need not; New colors, new wings or paradise As long as I can feel the tender tickle of your breath, I need not; The drifting wind, nor its call, nor caress As long as I can feel your soft lips upon mine, I need not; Melted sugar, nor the most expensive of wines As long as I can feel your warm body close to me I need not; A blanket, nor a bonfire's luxury As long as I can see you every morning I wake, I need not; A mirror, nor a cloud, nor shade As long as I can keep you in every petal of memories I need not: Dreams, nor desires, nor fantasies And as long as I can hold you in every moment that I breathe, I need not; Oxygen, nor blood, nor heartbeats.

~ Sanober Khan

Every new breath and day is on opportunity to do something,a gift of life to make a difference in the world.

~ K.j. Kilton

I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.

~ Sylvia Plath

Savor your existence. Live every moment. Do not waste a breath.

~ Nando Parrado

My lungs falter short in breath by just the very thought of you.

~ Gabriella Jording

The more you believe in the power of thought, and the more you listen to your breath, the greater changes you can create in your life.

~ Stig Åvall Severinsen

And she was terribly aware that she was alive. Not just living and breathing, but ...alive.

~ Mary Balogh

I’m so afraid I’m not worth the breath you gave me…

~ Rebecca Donovan

Write what you love. Fill your pages with the beating of your own heart, the breath from your own lungs. Live through your characters. Let your characters live through you. Then you will love what you write, and others will, too.

~ Amanda Emerson

Earth rejoices our words, breathing and peaceful steps. Let every breath, every word and every step make the mother earth proud of us.

~ Amit Ray

When God created the earth, He intended that everything that has breath would praise him

~ Sunday Adelaja

from the Prize winning poem - UNBORN in the book Terra Affirmative.Under the surface / her body is curled, / seed of the one race, / shell of the world. // She is thw waterfall, / she is the womb, / she is the bubble, /she is the tomb. // Her hair flows upward, / blood red of the birth. / Her arms are folded / deep into the earth. // She is the fern, / she is the bark, / she is the lantern, / she is the dark. // Her eyes burn the flame / of the old and the young. / Her breath is the name / of each branch of each lung. // She is the ingredient. / She is the blend. / She is the beginning. / She is the end.

~ Jay Woodman

Why am I impatient I am unsure for what is patience? And why should I ultimately feel that I am lacking in it. Is it timing? Waiting? Abstaining? Obligation? Longing? Torture? Perseverance? Discipline? Wanting? Someone recently referred to it as a staring contest between yourself, fate, god and chance. He also referred to it as a tease, a flirt. It's staring at her image when you want to hear her voice, feel her breath, taste her skin. Patience is the recovery from a really hot dream interrupted by the damn alarm clock. Patience is a hard cock with bound hands.

~ Leonora Morrison

The city takes a breath on Sunday. Of all that’s lost with the pursuit of what’s next, I hope we don’t lose that…

~ Hawksley Workman

Grabbing her close to him, he spun her around and pushed her against the wall. They needed something solid to keep them steady, because he didn’t see himself giving up those lips any time soon. He would kiss her until she lost her breath and it was only his lips on hers that kept her upright. Only the kiss that kept her breathing.

~ Arielle Hudson

I don't want to swim on the surface anymore and I never want to pretend again that I know you completely. Let me dive deep inside you, take me in and allow me to look into your secrets, make me feel every breath I take and crave for it more . Carry me to your darker side where you are afraid to allow anyone. Pull me deep inside and make me one of your secrets.-Akshay Vasu

~ Akshay Vasu

For God took a handful of blizzard snow, blew on it and created the horse.

~ Elyne Mitchell

My breath is normal,when you're not around,but when I hold you closely,it's never to be found.

~ Anthony T Hincks

Have you noticed we can breathe in here too?Gosh, I wouldn't have picked up on that.

~ Dan Abnett

At the wondrous moment you were born, as you took your first breath, a great celebration was held in the heavens and twelve magnificent gifts were granted to you.

~ Charlene Costanzo

He returned her love. He lusted after her sweet young body. He wanted her the way he wanted to breathe the spring air. He had never loved anyone before. He had not known even what this feeling for his tiny slave was. Now in the crisp, clear spring sunlight, he knew.

~ Andrew M. Greeley

With bated breath we wait for the scent of perfection, accompanied by the freshness of love.

~ Saim .A. Cheeda

Jonn Deire picked up eight yellowed and dog-eared cards from the pile, grumbling ‘garrn’ under his breath, while chewing on a frazzled looking toothpick. Skooch threw down a five of reds and said nothing. There was an impatient pause as the players waited for Beck to remember he had to play for Peeping William, who was still grumbling softly and rolling his eyes at intervals.

~ Christina Engela

The smell of the sea pleased him so much that he wanted one day to take it in, pure and unadulterated, in such quantities that he could get drunk on it. And later, when he learned from stories how large the sea is and that you can sail upon it in ships for days on end without ever seeing land, nothing pleased him more than the image of himself sitting high up in the crow's nest of the foremost mast on such a ship, gliding on through the endless smell of the sea -- which really was no smell, but a breath, an exhilaration of breath, the end of all smells -- dissolving with pleasure in that breath.

~ Patrick Süskind