Breaths Quotes

“Remember that life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away!”
― Vicki Corona, Tahitian Choreographies: Intermediate to Advanced Level Female Instruction

“Deep breaths are very useful with shallow people.”
― Jeffrey Fry

“You are there in my breaths and in the spaces between my breaths.”
― Avijeet Das

“Our abode in this world is transitory, our life therein is but a loan...
Our breaths are numbered and our indolence is manifest.”
― Abu Bakr

“Zoe let the poetry flow over her, like shadows on water, sunlight against stone: timeworn words shaped like stars, like shells, like the ruins of lost temples, soft as the breaths of mystics.”
― Christine Brodien-Jones, The Glass Puzzle

“Your fragrance wafts into the spaces between my breaths
While I keep staring at the sky every night
The stars and the moon asked me your name
And I just blushed and smiled...”
― Avijeet Das

“I saw a guy faint at the W. M. Keck Observatory, he stepped out from the tour group and said to me "I'm feeling sick" and then his eyes rolled back and his knees gave way! The group caught him on his way to the ground and he got free emergency medical oxygen for half an hour before being evacuated off the summit by his tour group!!! His friends stated that he was considered the healthiest person in the group while he was gasping for breaths of life on the summit of Mauna Kea! Never saw him again.”
― Steven Magee

“Same time as every day, Fyl..." she fussed, the rest of the bridge crew seeming to hold their breaths. "TWELVE THIRTY!" came the chorus. The next hour dragged by, in about the same way as the hour before that. At twelve twenty-five, Commander Ortez found himself stepping out of an elevator into an equally mundane grey steel corridor on his way to the mess hall. Turning a corner, he met with a stream of crewmen milling around between shifts. Some off-duty personnel were lounging around in civvies, which consisted mostly of re-revamped 60's hippy fashions. Of all the places on the ship, the mess was the most spacious, (i.e.: it was a big mess.) The command officer’s balcony overhung the rest of the crew dining area. Ortez sat at his usual place, wincing as he remembered to get someone to fix the springs in his chair. An ensign, 3rd class dressed in chef’s white, served him with a plate of what either ended up feeding the chefs latest pet - or strangling it. Marnetti, Barnum and the sciences officer Commander Jaris Skotchdopole filed in, not necessarily in that order, and found seats. After a few bites, Marnetti -- who was the first officer and navigator, put up a hand and signalled a waiter. The lad approached fearfully, appreciating the highlight of his day.”
― Christina Engela, Space Sucks!