#breathing

You happened to me,You scare me to death, you know. When you stormed into my life, you turned everything inside out. You upset all the things I believed about myself and made me think in new ways. I know who I used to be, but I’m finally ready to figure out who I am. Cynicism gets tiring, Isabel, and you’ve . . . rested me.And don’t you dare tell me you’ve stopped loving me back, because you’re still a better person than I am, and I’m counting on you to take more care with my heart than I took with yours. ↗

— Susan Elizabeth Phillips

#love #death

Hold on to this life, Emma," he whispered. "You're so much stronger than you think you are. ~ Evan ↗

— Rebecca Donovan

#rebecca-donovan #the-breathing-series #life

I had to accept the fact that bad things happen. It’s out of our control and I know it hurts like hell but you learn to move on. Yes, the pain never fades and it’s the hardest thing you’ll ever do but eventually you learn to breathe again. ↗

— J.C. McClean

#life #love #life

In the balance of love and loss, it was love that made me struggle to… Breathe. ↗

— Rebecca Donovan

#breathing #emma-thomas #loss #love #reason-to-breathe

Whenever I feel blue, I start breathing again. ↗

— L. Frank Baum

#blue #breathing #feel #i #i feel

If you took acting away from me, I'd stop breathing. ↗

— Ingrid Bergman

#away #breathing #i #me #stop

I will say a lot of dancers do such beautiful things for their body and then they smoke a cigarette. I've never been a smoker, but I realized after taking yoga . . . in ballet you're not encouraged to do a lot of breathing. I think in a weird way, a lot of dancers find relief in actually breathing. ↗

— Elizabeth Berkley

#after #ballet #beautiful #beautiful things #been

We are all, in a sense, experts on secrecy. From earliest childhood we feel its mystery and attraction. We know both the power it confers and the burden it imposes. We learn how it can delight, give breathing space and protect. ↗

— Sissela Bok

#both #breathing #burden #childhood #confers

I opened the large central window of my office room to its full on the fine early May morning. Then I stood for a few moments, breathing in the soft, warm air that was charged with the scent of white lilacs below. ↗

— Angus Wilson

#below #breathing #central #charged #early

To be a Christian without prayer is no more possible than to be alive without breathing. ↗

— Martin Luther King, Jr.

#breathing #christian #more #possible #prayer