“The No filled the whole air of the house. Every time she breathed in she breathed in that No.” — Cynthia Voigt Copy Share Image
“He...breathed in heavy gulps of air to prove to himself that he was three-dimensional.” — Irving Stone Copy Share Image
“Hey, you freakin' bastard," I breathed. "You hit me again and I'll take care of your family planning.” — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
“Once I’d dreamed and breathed and thought in color and light and shape.” — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
I want to know you moved and breathed in the same world with me. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
The Costume Institute Benefit became my baby. It was something that I lived, breathed, day and night. — Stephanie Winston Wolkoff Copy Share Image
I breathed the book before I saw it; tasted the book before I read it. — Paul Harding Copy Share Image
“He tilted his head, leaning into my faint caress. “The one constant in my life…” he breathed, “is you.” — Sibylla Matilde Copy Share Image
“Ashton’s heartbeat tripled, slamming against my chest as if it were my own. His fingers dug into my back. “I don’t know… — Santino Hassell Copy Share Image
And all that we built, and all that we breathed And all that we spilled or pulled up like weeds Is piled… — Joanna Newsom Copy Share Image
“Shit,” he said, panting and frustrated. “I got rid of them.” “What? All of them?” I breathed. “I thought you didn’t…if I… — Jamie McGuire Copy Share Image
My parents lived, breathed, ate and slept theatre. Emotions were right on the surface. Growing up, the unreal had as much importance… — Megan Follows Copy Share Image
Up in this air you breathed easily, drawing in a vital assurance and lightness of heart. In the highlands you woke up… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
He breathed out, not quite a laugh or a sob. "God, yes. Bianca, I love you so much. Even if I never… — Claudia Gray Copy Share Image
“it was as if he shrank a couple of inches in the years that followed. As if he sort of crumpled with… — Fredrik Backman Copy Share Image
He breathed out the bitter air that makes women doubt everything, and I breathed it in, as I had always done. I… — Miranda July Copy Share Image
“Feyre,” Tamlin breathed from behind us. I halted, aware of every eye that watched. “I’m fine,” I whispered. “I’m sorry.” I wiped… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
There's an interesting contrast between born Catholics and converts. Converts are often much more rule-directed. Catholicism isn't something that they breathed in… — Garry Wills Copy Share Image
“Was it ever . . .” She winced, wished she could muffle the need to ask. “Before, with anyone else—” “No.” He… — J.D. Robb Copy Share Image
He pressed his face into the fabric and breathed in slowly through his mouth and nose, hoping for the faintest smoke and… — Annie Proulx Copy Share Image
He was so full of wrath against grown-ups, who as usual, were spoiling everything, that as soon as he got inside his… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I turned. It took me a moment to grasp it. What I saw. Rhys was sprawled on the rocky ground, wings draped… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
My blood rose, mixing with my lingering fear of the unknown to drive her to a fever pitch. Her lips touched my… — Kim Harrison Copy Share Image
My father got a trade union scholarship to Oxford; he lived and breathed politics; he was always watching current-affairs programmes. But I… — Jez Butterworth Copy Share Image
“21. Take in a great breath of air and then blow it out. Contained in that single breath were at least three… — James C. Dobson Copy Share Image
“I’m going to smelt us a life together. And you’re going to help me. Sharpen my tools with your insight, fuel the… — Nikki Logan Copy Share Image
“I'm really going to miss you," I blurted out. "We all are." I braced myself for a biting, sarcastic reply. Instead, she… — C.J. Tudor Copy Share Image
It was one of those times when you can feel the air in a room. Everything stood still. I can remember the… — Stephanie Zimbalist Copy Share Image
“Trevor could almost see the invisible gas leaking from the broken furnace, billowing around his body, wafting in his wake from the… — Jake Vander-Ark Copy Share Image
“Every cup that passes through a single person and eventually rejoins the world’s water supply holds enough molecules to mix 1,500 of… — Neil deGrasse Tyson Copy Share Image
“All right," I said, waving the cup away and dabbing moisture very carefully from my lips. "I'm fine." I breathed shallowly, feeling… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
