Everyone wants to be safe. Well, I got news for you: You can't be safe. Life's not safe. Your work isn't safe. When you leave the house, it isn't safe. The air you breathe isn't going to be safe, not for very long. That's why you have to enjoy the moment.

Scientific truth is marvelous, but moral truth is divine and whoever breathes its air and walks by its light has found the lost paradise.

I schedule 'me' time because, just like everyone else, I need to unwind. I try to remember to take it easy and breathe.

When they told me I couldn't sit on the Senate floor with an iPad - that the technology wasn't even permitted - I breathed deep and knew that I was going to have to start pushing.

Technology has become as ubiquitous as the air we breathe, so we are no longer conscious of its presence.

To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.

God gave me the strength to see, and breathe, and talk.

Religious ritual is a way of structuring time so that we, not employers, the market or the media, are in control. Life needs its pauses, its chapter breaks, if the soul is to have space to breathe.

Quite simply, if you're feeling anxious, angry, a sense of shame, whatever it is, breathe in and agree to touch or feel it. Breathing out, offer space and care to whatever's there. If there's blocking to touching it, emphasize the in-breath and stay embodied.

We breathe life into a role, and it's overwhelming to receive positive feedback.

I meditate. I breathe out what I can't control and focus on the positives.

Living here on Earth, we breathe the rhythms of a universe that extends infinitely above us. When resonant harmonies arise between this vast outer cosmos and the inner human cosmos, poetry is born.

Breathe-in experience, breathe-out poetry.

Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.

The clever cat eats cheese and breathes down rat holes with baited breath.

That's what nature meant us to do, breathe deep when we are stressed.

Happy the man whose wish and care a few paternal acres bound, content to breathe his native air in his own ground.

There is no glory in star or blossom till looked upon by a loving eye; There is no fragrance in April breezes till breathed with joy as they wander by.

The air soft as that of Seville in April, and so fragrant that it was delicious to breathe it.

Spring won't let me stay in this house any longer! I must get out and breathe the air deeply again.

I take a few moments in the morning just to breathe while I drink my morning coffee or right before I get out of bed.

What I look at, success is about really being grateful. You wake up in the morning, and you're thankful that you could breathe because it's a beautiful planet we live on, and I know there is a lot of struggle and pain, but there is more joy.

What we do is wake up every morning and think about how we get more music out to people; how do we get better music? We breathe, eat, and sleep music.

When I taught art, I was always asked, 'How do you know you're an artist? What makes you an artist?' And to me, it's like breathing. You don't question if you breathe; you have to breathe. So if you wake up in the morning, and you have to realize an idea, and there's another idea, and another, maybe you are really an artist.