Breaths Quote by Charles Lamb Download Open image “May my last breath be drawn through a pipe, and exhaled in a jest.” — Charles Lamb ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.9 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Breaths Jest Last breath Lasts May Pipe Pipe smoking Smoking Smoking a pipe
If I had to choose between you and my last breath...id choose my last breath to tell you I love you — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Inhale as if it's your first breath; exhale as if it's your last.” — Vikrmn: CA Vikram Verma Copy Share Image
While you wake up today, someone is breathing their last breath. Thank God for another day. Don't waste it. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
My only request is that I draw my last dollar and my last breath at the exact same moment. — Bobby Layne Copy Share Image
If I had to choose whether to breath or to love you.. I would use my last breath to tell you that I love… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
While you're breathing... someone, somewhere, is breathing their last breath... need anymore reasons to be thankful for life! — Rashida Rowe Copy Share Image
While you wake up in the morning,someone is taking their last breath,Thank God for another day,Don't waste it. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
If I had to choose between loving you and breathing..... I will use my last breath to tell you I LOVE YOU! — Honey Grace Estrellado Copy Share Image
I forced myself to picture the last moments. The penultimate breath. A final sigh. And yet. It was always followed by another. — Nicole Krauss Copy Share Image
Reader, if you are gifted with nerves like mine, aspire to any character but that of a wit. — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
In the indications of female poverty there can be no disguise. No woman dresses below herself from caprice. — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
To sigh, yet feel no pain; To weep, yet scarce know why; To sport an hour with Beauty's chain, Then throw it idly by. — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
“I love to lose myself in other men's minds. When I am not walking, I am reading.” — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
While childhood, and while dreams, producing childhood, shall be left, imagination shall not have spread her holy wings totally to fly the earth. — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
Summer, as my friend Coleridge waggishly writes, has set in with its usual severity. — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
Here cometh April again, and as far as I can see the world hath more fools in it than ever. — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
A presentation copy...is a copy of a book whoch does not sell, sent you by the author, with his foolish autograph at the beginning… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
Nothing to me is more distasteful than that entire complacency and satisfaction which beam in the countenances of a new married couple; in that… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
Don't let a breath escape from your body without Krishna's name. That should be our determination throughout our life. — Radhanath Swami Copy Share Image
Jazz is the music of the body. The breath comes through brass. It is the body's breath, and the strings' wails and moans are… — Anais Nin Copy Share Image
Many years ago I was fishing, and as I was reeling in the poor fish, I realised, 'I am killing him - all for… — Paul McCartney Copy Share Image
Aging is like enlightenment at gunpoint. Before I had cancer, I lived my life for my art. After I had cancer, I lived my… — Anna Halprin Copy Share Image
God is greater than anything that man can do or has done. He is not undone by just a train of powder. "Our God… — Errol Morris Copy Share Image
One day I was running around playing with my son Connor when afterwards I was sweating, tired and out of breath. I was embarrassed… — Drew Carey Copy Share Image
Dave Wann's recipes from his own experience in Simple Prosperity are a breath of fresh air, and just what we need for a saner… — Hazel Henderson Copy Share Image
Poetry should be vital--either stirring our blood by its divine movements or snatching our breath by its divine perfection. To do both is supreme… — Augustine Birrell Copy Share Image
The river is motion, turmoil, rage. As the river flows, it wonders what it would be like to be so still, to take a… — Kekla Magoon Copy Share Image
Remember that no matter how selfish, how cruel, how unfeeling you have been today, every time you take a breath, you make a flower… — Mort Sahl Copy Share Image
The trees are white with dust, that o'er their sleep Wave their broad curtains in the south-wind's breath, While underneath such leafy tents they… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
