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Myght Travel Quotes By Anonymous

Breathing in, I know I am breathing in. Breathing out, I know I am breathing out. Breathing in, I notice that my in-breath has become deeper. Breathing out, I notice that my out- breath has become slower. Breathing in, I calm myself. Breathing out, I feel at ease. Breathing in, I smile. Breathing out, I release. Breathing in, I dwell in the present moment. Breathing out, I feel it is a wonderful moment. — Anonymous

Myght Travel Quotes By Isaac Asimov

The stars, like dust, encircle me
In living mists of light;
And all of space I seem to see
In one vast burst of sight — Isaac Asimov

Myght Travel Quotes By Cassandra Clare

Magnus was sure that the llama stampede he witnessed was a coincidence. The llamas could not be judging him. — Cassandra Clare

Myght Travel Quotes By Rachel Joyce

Waiting is about being still. You can't keep busy every minute, otherwise you're not waiting. You're just throwing things around to distract yourself ... You don't get to a place by constantly moving, even if your journey is only one of sitting still and waiting. Every once in a while you have to stop in your tracks ... You have to see what you did not see before. — Rachel Joyce

Myght Travel Quotes By Ann Miller

Honestly, I have had to live like a high priestess in this show. It is a very, very lonely life. When you work the way I work - that means hard - there's no time for play. — Ann Miller

Myght Travel Quotes By Muhammad Ali

To be a great champion you must believe you are the best. If you're not, pretend you are. — Muhammad Ali

Myght Travel Quotes By Kirstie Alley

You're not going to live your life unscathed. — Kirstie Alley

Myght Travel Quotes By Joris-Karl Huysmans

And whenever they came back to his lips, these exquisite, funereal laments conjured up, in his mind, a place on the outskirts of a city, a mean and voiceless place where silently, in the distance, lines of men and women, wearied and bowed down by life, were disappearing into the twilight, while he himself, surfeited with bitterness and replete with disgust, felt himself alone, utterly alone, in the midst of a tearful Nature, overwhelmed by an inexpressible melancholy, by a relentless anguish, the mysterious intensity of which precluded all consolation, all pity, all repose. — Joris-Karl Huysmans