#sphere

Civilization... wrecks the planet from seafloor to stratosphere. ↗

— Richard Bach

#planet #stratosphere #wrecks

I was raised in an atmosphere of 'everything's fine.' But as I got older, I was like, 'Well no, everything's not fine. There is stuff that's sad.' I am a really sensitive person. I think I am too sensitive sometimes. ↗

— Ellen DeGeneres

#atmosphere #everything #fine #got #i

I make music to generate atmospheres, not to complement already existing ones. ↗

— Tom Jenkinson

#atmospheres #complement #existing #generate #i

Rome - the city of visible history, where the past of a whole hemisphere seems moving in funeral procession with strange ancestral images and trophies gathered from afar. ↗

— George Eliot

#ancestral #city #funeral #gathered #hemisphere

As a politician who cherishes religious conviction in his personal sphere, but regards politics as a domain belonging outside religion, I believe that this view is seriously flawed. ↗

— Recep Tayyip Erdogan

#belonging #cherishes #conviction #domain #flawed

You have to have the right atmosphere, really be in the right mood to really fully enjoy a Cohiba. ↗

— Raul Julia

#enjoy #fully #mood #really #right

Now it is quite clear to me that there are no solid spheres in the heavens, and those that have been devised by the authors to save the appearances, exist only in the imagination. ↗

— Tycho Brahe

#authors #been #clear #devised #exist

In 1995, I founded The Molecular Sciences Institute with a gift from the Philip Morris Company where I hoped that we could create an environment where young people could pursue science in an atmosphere of harmonious purpose and high intellectual challenge. ↗

— Sydney Brenner

#challenge #company #could #create #environment

The stakes are very high for us in Haiti. We have many important interests there. Perhaps the most important to me is our interest in the promotion of democracy in this hemisphere. ↗

— Warren Christopher

#haiti #hemisphere #high #important #interest

What a night it was! The jagged masses of heavy dark cloud were rolling at intervals from horizon to horizon, and thin white wreaths covered the stars. Through all the rush of the cloud river the moon swam, breasting the waves and disappearing again in the darkness. I walked up and down, drinking in the beauty of the quiet earth and the changing sky. The night was absolutely silent. Nothing seemed to be abroad. There was no scurrying of rabbits, or twitter of the half-asleep birds. And though the clouds went sailing across the sky, the wind that drove them never came low enough to rustle the dead leaves in the woodland paths. Across the meadows I could see the church tower standing out black and grey against the sky. ("Man Size In Marble") ↗

— E. Nesbit

#night #sky #wind #beauty