Quote by F. Scott Fitzgerald Download Open image “A squalid phantasmagoria of breath” — F. Scott Fitzgerald ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.9 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare
What is the real breath of a man — the breathing out or the breathing in? — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“What a phantasmagoria the mind is and meeting-place of dissemblables! At one moment we deplore our birth and state and aspire to an ascetic… — Virginia Woolf Copy Share Image
“When one gives undivided attention to the (vital) breath, and brings it to the utmost degree of pliancy, he can become as a (tender)… — Lao Tzu Copy Share Image
Breath is the vehicle of consciousness and so, by its slow measured observation and distribution, we learn to tug our attention away from external… — B.K.S. Iyengar Copy Share Image
Breath is the finest gift of nature. Be grateful for this wonderful gift. — Amit Ray Copy Share Image
What is the holding of breath? It is a flight from the Self, it is a temporary escape from the torment of Self. It… — Hermann Hesse Copy Share Image
You hear it speak, for it has a hard tongue. But it cannot breathe, for it has not a lung. What is it?(A bell) — Babloo Copy Share Image
“He thought of the feeling of receiving oxygen from a mask and the calming sensation it brought, partly because of the concentrated gas but… — Amelia Gray Copy Share Image
“His dream must have seemed so close that he could hardly fail to grasp it.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“There was a ripe mystery about it, a hint of bedrooms upstairs more beautiful and cool than other bedrooms, of gay and radiant activities… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I want you to take a red-hot bath as hot as you can bear it, and just relax your nerves. You can read in… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
Tireless passion, fierce jealousy, longing to possess and crush-these alone were left of all his love for Rosalind; these remained to him as payment… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I found something! Courage--just that; courage as a rule of life and something to cling to always. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“Another dawn flung itself across the river; a belated taxi hurried along the street, its lamps still shining like burning eyes in a face… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“She plucked a twig and broke it, but she found no spring in it.” — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“I'm one of those people who go through the world giving other people thrills but getting few myself except those I read into men… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
The Montana sunset lay between the mountains like a giant bruise from which darkened arteries spread across a poisoned sky. — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
“He was good looking, "sort of distinguished when he wants to be", had a line, and was properly inconstant. In fact, he summed up… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
