Air Quotes - Page 62

We have time to grow old. The air is full of our cries. But habit is a great deadener.

I love tennis! I've always felt like this because it is such a classy sport with a great, competitive flair to it.

I've never been lucky. The day my ship came in, I was at the airport.

Love affairs are for emotional sprinters; the pleasures of love are for the emotional marathoners.

Courage is in the air in bracing whiffs Better than all the stalemate an's and ifs.

Music is to the mind as air is to the body.

You treat the air as a canvas and the paint is the chords that come through your fingers, out of the keyboard.

What I might have considered good, good doesn't mean every day is going to be perfect, you're not going to have bad breath, your hair is going to be in the perfect place.

Imaginatively in a pictorial sense I was airborne.

I'm always amazed to hear of air crash victims so badly mutilated that they have to be identified by their dental records. What I can't understand is, if they don't know who you are, how do they know who your dentist is?

This knowledge I pursure is the finest pleasure I have ever known. I could no sooner give it up that I could the very air that I breath.

The last step will be letting my hair go natural. That's when you'll know I'm free.

My grandfather invented the cold air balloon... But it never really took off.

All of the biggest technological inventions created by man - the airplane, the automobile, the computer - says little about his intelligence, but speaks volumes about his laziness.

Who taught you to hate the color of your skin? Who taught you to hate the texture of your hair? Who taught you to hate the shape of your nose and the shape of your lips? Who taught you to hate yourself from the top of your head to the soles of your feet?

Simply by our proximity to Jesus, we can bring hope and life to people and places trapped in discouragement and despair.

I watch her as she leaves. Everything about her is fluid as a river. Her messy hair, her xylophone voice, the strokes of her paintbrush. Even her camouflage army jacket hangs loose, flowing like ribbons.

We have a group of friends of the museum who try to raise, if they can, periodically something to help us. Of course, the main thing about a building like this is its upkeep. It needs central heating and it needs central air conditioning.

I don't know what God is, or what God had in mind when the universe was set in motion. In fact, I don't know if God even exists, although I confess that I sometimes find myself praying in times of great fear, or despair, or astonishment at a display of unexpected beauty.

I will be 60 or 70 years old still rocking my Chanel blazer with my hair all coiffed.

We cannot separate the air that chokes from the air upon which wings beat.

It's like those high-school yearbook photos that everyone would rather not see: Oh my God, look at that mullet hair. I have those photos too, but for me, they're, like, entire movies. And they show them on cable.

I know nothing more mocking than a devil that despairs.

So, lively brisk old fellow, don't let age get you down. White hairs or not, you can still be a lover.

I was born a year after Lindbergh made his historic trip across the Atlantic. Boys like either dinosaurs or airplanes. I was very much an airplane boy.