Breaths Quote by Countee Cullen Download Open image “Whatever lives is granted breath But by the grace and sufferance of Death.” — Countee Cullen ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.2 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Breath Grace Breaths Grace Grace Sufferance Granted Granted Breath Life / death Life and death Life is Lives Granted Sufferance Death
All life is a breath exhaled by God. All dying is a breath inhaled by God. — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly longed for death. — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
For death, Now I know, is that first breath Which our souls draw when we enter Life, which is of all life center. — Edwin Arnold Copy Share Image
Every breath we draw is a gift of God's love; every moment of existence is a grace. — Thomas Merton Copy Share Image
Whatever lives, lives to die in sorrow. We engage our hearts, and grasp after the things of this world, only to undergo the pang… — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
All life was a breath exhaled by God. All dying was a breath inhaled by God. — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
Our breath is brief, and being so Let's make our heaven here below, And lavish kindness as we go. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
There is no secret to success except hard work and getting something indefinable which we call 'the breaks.' In order for a writer to… — Countee Cullen Copy Share Image
The night whose sable breast relieves the stark, White stars, is no less lovely being dark — Countee Cullen Copy Share Image
There is no secret to success except hard work and getting something indefinable which we call 'the breaks. — Countee Cullen Copy Share Image
Ever at Thy glowing altar Must my heart grow sick and falter, Wishing He I served were black. — Countee Cullen Copy Share Image
“My poetry, I think, has become the way of my giving out what music is within me” — Countee Cullen Copy Share Image
All day long and all night through, One thing only must I do: Quench my pride and cool my blood, Lest I perish in… — Countee Cullen Copy Share Image
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal black Women from whose… — Countee Cullen Copy Share Image
Give but a grain of the heart's rich seed, Confine some under cover, And when love goes, bid him God-speed. And find another lover. — Countee Cullen 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
