#breath

The sun, the earth, love, friends, our very breath are parts of the banquet. ↗

— Rebecca Harding Davis

#breath #earth #friends #love #our

His imagination conceived and bore - worlds; but nothing in these worlds became alive until he discovered its true and living name. The name was the breath of life; and, sooner or later, he invariably found it. ↗

— Algernon H. Blackwood

#became #bore #breath #conceived #discovered

As virtuous men pass mildly away, and whisper to their souls to go, whilst some of their sad friends do say, the breath goes now, and some say no. ↗

— John Donne

#breath #friends #go #goes #men

My wife has a slight impediment in her speech. Every now and then she stops to breathe. ↗

— Jimmy Durante

#breathe #every #her #impediment #now

I was in Beijing a month ago working on the smoke project in collaboration with an architect there, and I was asked very directly whether it was safe to breathe in the smoke. They did not have confidence in the museum not to use harmful smoke, and they certainly didn't have confidence that the city would protect them from harmful smoke. ↗

— Olafur Eliasson

#architect #asked #beijing #breathe #certainly

The breath of an aristocrat is the death rattle of freedom. ↗

— Georg Buchner

#breath #death #freedom #rattle

When men change, maybe Bond will change. But let's wait. I'm not holding my breath. ↗

— Barbara Broccoli

#breath #change #holding #i #maybe

Colder by the hour, more dead with every breath. ↗

— John Green

#cold #death #death

We sleep, allowing gravity to hold us, allowing Earth- our larger body- to recalibrate our neurons, composting the keen encounters of our waking hours (the tensions and terrors of our individual days), stirring them back, as dreams, into the sleeping substance of our muscles. We give ourselves over to the influence of the breathing earth. Sleep is the shadow of the earth as it seeps into our skin and spreads throughout our limbs, dissolving our individual will into the thousand and one selves that compose it- cells, tissues, and organs taking their prime directives now from gravity and the wind- as residual bits of sunlight, caught in the long tangle of nerves, wander the drifting landscape of our earth-borne bodies like deer moving across the forested valleys. ↗

— David Abram

#nature #sleep #dreams

I breathe in the soft, saturated exhalations of cedar trees and salmonberry bushes, fireweed and wood fern, marsh hawks and meadow voles, marten and harbor seal and blacktail deer. I breathe in the same particles of air that made songs in the throats of hermit thrushes and gave voices to humpback whales, the same particles of air that lifted the wings of bald eagles and buzzed in the flight of hummingbirds, the same particles of air that rushed over the sea in storms, whirled in high mountain snows, whistled across the poles, and whispered through lush equatorial gardens…air that has passed continually through life on earth. I breathe it in, pass it on, share it in equal measure with billions of other living things, endlessly, infinitely. ↗

— Richard Nelson

#meditation #nature #prayer #equality