As you know, the South is known for its hospitality, traditions, football, pageants, and food. Football is almost like a religion here. People say their priorities are faith, family, and then football. People eat, breathe, and sleep it in the South. Its a huge deal.
I could almost say it is my religion. I guess that sounds pretentious, but I want to live and breathe cinema.
Life is crazy. You travel and you're busy and there's so much going on that it's important to have the moments where you can breathe and you can just be present with the person or the people that you're there with.
I know I must conceal my sentiments: I must smother hope; I must remember that he cannot care much for me. For when I say that I am of his kind, I do not mean that I have his force to influence, and his spell to attract: I mean only that I have certain tastes and feelings in common with him. I must, then, repeat continually that we are forever sundered: - and yet, while I breathe and think, I must love him.
Bright-eyed Fancy, hov'ring o'er, Scatters from her pictured urn Thoughts that breathe and words that burn.
Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live.
I didn't understand that when you make love, you actually do MAKE love. Stir things. Affect each other. The breath that escapes from me is dazzled. He breathes it in with a gasp.
I have time to breathe, time to be myself more often, I am a lot more relaxed and less guarded.
I tend to be emotional when. . . I breathe.
In life, when presented with any situation, breathe, take your time, focus and then decide what to do.
Argument is to me the air I breathe.
When I breathe, This sound in my chest Lonelier than the winter wind
I am not proud to be gay any more than I am proud to be right handed or to breathe oxygen.
The air we see in the paintings of the old masters is never the air we breathe.
Anybody can breathe. Therefore anybody can practice yoga.
She read books as one would breathe air, to fill up and live.
These are but dreaming men. Breathe, and they fade.
Poetry is most just to its divine origin, when it administers the comforts and breathes the thoughts of religion.
I'm letting the songs breathe and change and become what they are without force.
Depression is a death within, a knowledge - terrifying - that you cannot resurrect yourself. Depression is loss of the vision that lets leaves breathe and fall, that lets the air smell of seed and soil. And there must be rage, yes I think there is rage toward such a severing, such a ragged-deep rupture with the world.