What are you doing?” Alec to asked in surprise, stepping back. Laughing brightly, she dragged him towards the greenhouse, the shattered glass reflecting rainbows as brilliant as a million Kodak flashcubes, glittering as they were cascaded through the breeze. “See, don’t be afraid of the glass, it can’t hurt us,” Mandy laughed, spectacularly eccentric, her eyes reflecting the fallen glass.”I wasn’t afraid of the glass, but this isn’t a very secluded place that you just decided to vandalize,” Alec to cautioned, smiling despite his words. Before Mandy could reply, she heard loud whispering in the air, behind the trees… it sounded like a group of people, all whispering in unison… “Somebody’s out there,” she exclaimed nervously.”Yeah, you’re right,” Alec to replied. Suddenly a sharp new vibrancy seemed to fill his eyes and he smiled coldly, taking the tree branch from Mandy and rapidly smashing in all of Mrs. Matthias’ stained-glass house windows with it. Blue, green, yellow, red, turquoise, purple and an array of other colors showered through the sky noisily, sounding like wind chimes and crashing waves. “They’ll go away,” he told her, glancing up at the sky.”… Alecto, do you like me?” Mandy questioned, holding out her arms like a lopsided scarecrow as the glass fell through her dark red hair.“Yeah, sure,” he answered.”Will you be my friend, then? A real friend, not just another person who feels sorry for me?” Mandy asked.“… Alright, Mandy Valets,” Alec to agreed.

— Rebecca McNutt

What a strange thing it is to wake up to a milk-white overcast June morning! The sun is hidden by a thick cotton blanket of clouds, and the air is vapor-filled and hazy with a concentration of blooming scent. The world is somnolent and cool, in a temporary reprieve from the normal heat and radiance. But the sensation of illusion is strong. Because the sun can break through the clouds at any moment. . . What a soft thoughtful time. In this illusory gloom, like a night-blooming flower, let your imagination bloom in a riot of color.

— Vera Nazarian

What keeps earth air breathable? Not oxygen alone. The earth is a freer place to breathe in, every time you love without calculating a return -- every time you make your surgeries and routines still more inefficient by stopping to experience the shock of beauty wherever it unpredictably flickers.

— Peter Viereck

When discharging industrial gas into the indoor environment in high altitude astronomy, we never wore breathing respirators that fed us oxygenated air at above the legally required 19.5% oxygen levels.

— Steven Magee

When there is noise and crowds, there is trouble; When everything is silent and perfect, There is just perfection and nothing To fill the air.

— Dejan Stojanovic

When the sun shines, there seems to be much more dust in the air. Dirt can only be seen and properly removed by flooding it with white light

— Erik Tanghe

When you are on the air, there is no land you need to call home.

— Grigoris Deoudis

Wherever wind visits, there it freshens the air; wherever wisdom visits, there it freshens the mind!

— Mehmet Murat ildan

You are made of the same minerals as the rocks--the same water as the sea. You grow in the sun. Furthermore, you breathe air cleansed by trees. When are you going to get the message that you're a part of Nature?

— Nancy S. Mure

Your dreams are like the cement. If you water it with actions, it becomes a hard concrete mass. But if you leave it exposed and watered, the air will easily blow it away!

— Israelmore Ayivor