Breaths Quotes - Page 6

• Sometimes you build up these walls, you build and you build and you build up these walls and you think they’re so strong, but then someone can come along and tip them over with only his fingers, or the weight of his breath.

  Deb Caletti

  Strong, Wall, Thinking

  Deb Caletti (2011). “Wild Roses”, p.161, Simon and Schuster

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• Oh, try not to sound so much like Mom—you don’t have the ovaries" (Monica Morrell - Last Breath)

  Rachel Caine

  Mom, Trying, Sound

  Rachel Caine (2011). “Last Breath: The Morganville Vampires”, p.115, Penguin

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• ...We're allotted a little space on earth and that we survive in that wilderness that can take back what it has given, as easily as blowing its breath on us or sending the sea to tell us we are not so big. When we forget how close the wilderness is in the night, my grandpa said, someday it will come in and get us, for we will have forgotten how terrible and real it can be.

  Ray Bradbury

  Real, Night, Sea

  Ray Bradbury (2016). “Fahrenheit 451”, p.76, Hamilton Books

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• You should have seen your face," she said, her breath hot in my ear. "Sa-woooon.

  Sarah Dessen

  Should Have, Hot, Ears

  Sarah Dessen (2006). “The Truth About Forever”, p.102, Penguin

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• and I wonder if Beethoven held his breath the first time his fingers touched the keys the same way a soldier holds his breath the first time his finger clicks the trigger. We all have different reasons for forgetting to breathe.

  Andrea Gibson

  Keys, Soldier, Different

  Andrea Gibson (2018). “Take Me With You”, p.158, Penguin

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• Thank you for your honesty," Niles says. The Candor repeat the phrase under their breath. All around me are the words "Thank you for your honesty" at different volumes and pitches, and my anger begins to dissolve.

  Veronica Roth

  Honesty, Different, Phrases

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• One Time, One Day between Davie and Roberta , I asked my mom why she persisted, kept on having baby after baby, She looked at me, at a spot between my eyes, blinking like I had suddenly fallen crazy. She paused before answering as if to confide would legitimize my fears. She drew a deep breath, leaned against the chair. I touched her hand and I thought she might cry. Instead she put baby Davie in my arms Pattyn, she said, it's a woman's role. I decided if it was my role, I'd rather disappear.

  Ellen Hopkins

  Mom, Baby, Crazy

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• If you do not know how to take care of yourself, and the violence in you, then you will not be able to take care of others. You must have love and patience before you can truly listen to your partner or child. If you are irritated you cannot listen. You have to know how to breath mindfully, embrace your irritation and transform it. Offer ONLY understand and compassion to your partner or child - This is the true practice of love.

  Nhat Hanh

  Children, Compassion, Irritation

  Thich Nhat Hanh (2004). “Creating True Peace: Ending Violence in Yourself, Your Family, Your Community, and the World”, p.129, Simon and Schuster

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• It’s me,” he said, and cleared his throat. “I could understand if you didn’t believe me, but I swear on the Angel, Iz, it’s me.” Alec said nothing, but his grip on Jace’s hand tightened. “You don’t need to swear,” he said, and with his free hand touched the parabatai rune near his collarbone. “I know. I can feel it. I don’t feel like I’m missing a part of me anymore.” “I felt it too.” Jace took a ragged breath. “Something missing. I felt it, even with Sebastian, but I didn’t know what it was I was missing. But it was you. My parabatai.

  Cassandra Clare

  Believe, Angel, Hands

  Cassandra Clare (2012). “Cassandra Clare: The Mortal Instruments Series (5 books): City of Bones; City of Ashes; City of Glass; City of Fallen Angels, City of Lost Souls”, p.2251, Simon and Schuster

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• Clary glanced past him and asked, "Where's Magnus?" "He said it would be better if he didn't come. Apparently he and the Seelie Queen have some kind of history." Isabelle raised her eyebrows. "Not that kind of history," said Alec irritably. "Some kind of feud. Though," he added, half under his breath, "the way he got around before me, I woudn't be surprised.

  Cassandra Clare

  Queens, Past, Eyebrows

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• We consult astrology charts like the Babylonians, try to make our children into our own image with a firm hand like the Romans, elbow others to get a breath-quickening glimpse of the queen in her ritual procession, and confess to the priests and attend church. And we wonder why, with all this power capital drawn from so many sources, we are deeply anxious about the meaning of our lives. The reason is plain enough: none of these, nor all of them taken together, represents an integrated world conception into which we fit ourselves with pure belief and trust.

  Ernest Becker

  Queens, Children, Taken

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• This was what she needed… the quiet turning to the other in the middle of the night, the wordless meeting of lips, skin, breath. The trust, unfurling one pale petal at a time, that he would be there.

  Eileen Wilks

  Night, Skins, Would Be

  Eileen Wilks (2005). “Mortal Danger”, p.89, Penguin

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• Another possible source of guidance for teenagers is television, but television's message has always been that the need for truth, wisdom and world peace pales by comparison with the need for a toothpaste that offers whiter teeth *and* fresher breath.

  Dave Barry

  Funny, Wisdom, Peace

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• But Sam turned to Bywater, and so came back up the Hill, as day was ending once more. And he went on, and there was yellow light, and fire within; and the evening meal was ready, and he was expected. And Rose drew him in, and set him in his chair, and put little Elanor upon his lap. He drew a deep breath. ‘Well, I’m back,’ he said

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Yellow, Fire, Light

  J. R. R. Tolkien (1980). “The Lord of the Rings: The return of the King”

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• Love, the deadliest of all things: It kills you both when you have it and when you don't. But that isn't it, exactly. The condemner and the condemned. The executioner; the blade; the last-minute reprieve; the gasping breath and the rolling sky above you and the thank you, thank you, thank you God. Love: It will kill you and save you, both.

  Lauren Oliver

  Sky, Thank You God, Lasts

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• He strips his shirt over his head and I catch my breath, watching those long hard muscles ripple. I know how his shoulders look, bunched, when he's on top of me, how his face gets tight with lust, as he eases inside me. "Who am I?" "Jericho" "Who are you?" He kicks off his boots, steps out of his pants. He's commando tonight. My breath whooshes out of me in a run-on word: "Whogivesafuck?

  Karen Marie Moning

  Running, Long, Lust

  Karen Marie Moning (2012). “Shadowfever: Fever:”, p.430, Hachette UK

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• Is it really sick for me to be happy right now?" I asked. My voice broke twice. He didn't push me away. He pulled me tight against his ice-hard chest, so tight it was hard to breathe, even with my lungs securely intact. "I know exactly what you mean," he whispered. "But we have lot of reasons to be happy. For one, we're alive." "Yes," I agreed. "That's a good one." "And together," he breathed. His breath was so sweet it made my head swim.

  Stephenie Meyer

  Sweet, Mean, Ice

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• Seven half-bloods shall answer the call To storm or fire the world must fall An oath to keep with a final breath and foes bear arms to the doors of death

  Rick Riordan

  Fall, Fire, Doors

  Rick Riordan (2009). “Percy Jackson and the Last Olympian”, p.263, Penguin UK

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• Seems," madam? Nay, it is; I know not "seems." 'Tis not alone my inky cloak, good mother, Nor customary suits of solemn black, Nor windy suspiration of forced breath, No, nor the fruitful river in the eye, Nor the dejected 'havior of the visage, Together with all forms, moods, shapes of grief, That can denote me truly: these indeed seem, For they are actions that a man might play: But I have that within which passeth show; These but the trappings and the suits of woe.

  William Shakespeare

  Mother, Grief, Eye

  'Hamlet' (1601) act 1, sc. 2, l. 76

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• To run with the wolf was to run in the shadows, the dark ray of life, survival and instinct. A fierceness that was both proud and lonely, a tearing, a howling, a hunger and thirst. Blessed are they who hunger and thirst. A strength that would die fighting, kicking, screaming, that wouldn't stop until the last breath had been wrung from its body. The will to take one's place in the world. To say 'I am here.' To say 'I am.

  O.R. Melling

  Running, Lonely, Blessed

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• I feel my griefs too, and there scarce is ground Upon my flesh t'inflict another wound. Yet dare I not complain, or wish for death With holy Paul; lest it be thought the breath Of discontent; or that these prayers be For weariness of life, not love of thee.

  Ben Jonson

  Prayer, Grief, Wish

  Ben Jonson, William (Schriftsteller) Gifford (1816). “The Works: In 9 Volumes. ... containing Masques, &c. Epigrams. Underwoods”, p.289

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• How you die out in me: down to the last worn-out knot of breath you're there, with a splinter of life.

  Paul Celan

  Splinters, Lasts, Knots

  Paul Celan (1980). “Paul Celan: poems”

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• I also think pronunciation of a foreign tongue could be better taught than by demanding from the pupil those internal acrobatic feats that are generally impossible and always useless. This is the sort of instruction one receives : “Press your tonsils against the underside of your larynx. Then with the convex part of the septum curved upwards so as almost — but not quite — to touch the uvula, try with the tip of your tongue to reach your thyroid. Take a deep breath, and compress your glottis. Now without opening your lips say "Garoo".' And when you have done it they are not satisfied.

  Jerome K. Jerome

  Thinking, Trying, Done

  "The Selected Work of Jerome K. Jerome".

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• I matched my heated tone with one of pure ice. "I believe I did attempt to relate to you the facts of my calls and you interrupted me with a rather magnificent display of temper much as you are doing now. If you do not have all the facts of the case perhaps you have no one but yourself to blame." Brisbane opened his mouth and shut it with a snap. His mouth remained closed but I could hear him muttering under his breath. "What are you saying?" "I am counting. To one hundred. In Cantonese.

  Deanna Raybourn

  Believe, Ice, Mouths

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• Were you listening to a word I said ' 'I kind of switched off when you drew breath.

  Jasper Fforde

  Listening, Kind, Said

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