Flower Lungs Quotes & Sayings

The heavy smell of flower petals stroked the walls of my lungs. — Haruki Murakami

I believe in God, Mozart and Beethoven, and likewise their disciples and apostles; - I believe in the Holy Spirit and the truth of the one, indivisible Art; - I believe that this Art proceeds from God, and lives within the hearts of all illumined men; - I believe that he who once has bathed in the sublime delights of this high Art, is consecrate to Her for ever, and never can deny Her; - I believe that through Art all men are saved. — Richard Wagner

I stopped and filled my lungs, smelling Africa - smelling dust, woodsmoke, a perfume from a flower, something musty, something decaying. — William Boyd

China will soon emit more greenhouse gases than America, but its regime knows if it caps aspirations there will be a revolution. — James Lovelock

Folk music is not so much a body of art as it is a process, an attitude, and a way of life; its distinguishing features lie not within the songs themselves, but in the relations of those songs to a folk culture. — Sam Hinton

There was a tiny house in town
That had always stayed the same,
Home to a girl wearing a sundress
Calling each flower by name.
It was the calm within the chaos,
The sun around which we revolved,
As stubborn as a stone
In its refusal to evolve.
I thought it had forever
Trapped within its weathered walls,
Watching all the lives
They built around its rise and fall.
But one day with no warning
The world felt shallower and strange,
And the view outside my window
Seemed to all at once have changed.
I ran with lungs near bursting
To that tiny house in town,
Yet the ashes of forever
Was the only thing I found.
Walking home it felt the world
Was made of me and salty tears,
And the woman in a sundress
Who watched me slowly disappear. — Emily Hanson

If you don't love what you're doing with unbridled passion and enthusiasm, you're not going to succeed when you hit obstacles. — Howard Schultz

She spoke under her breath to Nick. "Is there a reason he's only wearing one sock?" "He puked on his foot." "Oh." She turned back to Huxley. "Can we get you another sock? Maybe a blanket or something? — Julie James

I believe our biggest issue is the same biggest issue that the whole world is facing, and that's habitat destruction. — Steve Irwin

When the mind is tired, or the soul is disquieted, let us go to the woods and fill our lungs with the rain-washed and the sun-cleansed air, and our hearts with the beauty of tree, flower, crystal, and gem." The — Elizabeth Gilbert

When distractions are manifold, it's best to remember what you are supposed to be doing. — David Levithan

Morning exercise, walking in the free, invigorating air of heaven, or cultivating flowers, small fruits, and vegetables, is the surest safeguard against colds, coughs, congestion of the brain, inflammation of the liver, the kidneys, and the lungs, and a hundred other diseases. — Ellen G. White

For all of them told happenings like narrations, chronological and careful, as if the ear of the world listened and wished to know surely. — Eudora Welty

The extraordinary thing about India is that it's such a family place. It's full of families everywhere. — Danny Boyle

I was only a simultaneous interpreter who was uncertified and thus got very few assignments. Every day after completing my toilette, I would go to the office and wait for work. If by the end of the day I hadn't been called, I would go home without having done anything at all. But sometimes I did receive an assignment, and then I would have a sip of whiskey and go to work. — Yoko Tawada

Just Enough Soil for legs Axe for hands Flower for eyes Bird for ears Mushrooms for nose Smile for mouth Songs for lungs Sweat for skin Wind for mind. — Nanao Sakaki

I've seen country music go uptown, like we say, and I'm proud I was there when it happened. — Loretta Lynn

We share the same water in our veins, air in our lungs, the same dust in our bones. We are two petals on the same flower of life, my friend. — Cristen Rodgers

Hope is the reason the flowers bloom. — Debasish Mridha

And what then? One night, a fever, a pleurisy, or an inflammation of the lungs, snatches away this man from the midst of men, stripped in a moment of all his stage accessories, and all this, his glory, is proved a mere dream. Therefore the Prophet has compared human glory to the weakest flower. 3. — Basil The Great

Why, we are just the same - I am only a little girl like you. It's just an accident that I am not you, and you are not me! — Frances Hodgson Burnett