Rarefied Atmosphere Quotes

#1. I believe our concept of romantic love is irrational, impossible to fulfill and the cause of many broken homes. No human being can maintain that rarefied atmosphere of 'true love'.

Rita Mae Brown

#2. You're born, you take shit

get out in the world, you take more shit

climb a little higher, take less shit.

till one day you're in the rarefied atmosphere and you've forgotten what shit even looks like.

Welcome to the layer cake, son.

J.J. Connolly

#3. We have seen the future, and the future is ours.

Cesar Chavez

#4. The designer must think first and work later.

Will Burtin

#5. Nobody prays for the heartless, nobody gives another penny for the selfish

Pierce The Veil

#6. Reading is the most rewarding form of exile and the most necessary discipline for novelists who burn with the ambition to get better.

Pat Conroy

#7. I'm not much of a chess player, but there is an aspect of the game that I find fascinating. After a while, you can almost see lines of force between the pieces. Areas of danger where it is physically impossible to move pieces into. Clouds of possibility, forbidden zones.

Hannu Rajaniemi

#8. It was the truth, and like any truth, it was powerful.

Melissa De La Cruz

#9. In the state of Alabama we have a significant number of illegal aliens that are leaving our state as occurred in Arizona after they got tough on illegal aliens.

Mo Brooks

#10. Compounding is the 8th wonder of the world.

Albert Einstein

#11. The secret of having a personal life is not answering too many questions about it.

Joan Collins

#12. She controlled her face and whipped the fear from it. You're just doing it because you're honest, is that it? You're just too sugar sweet to live.

John Steinbeck

#13. The individual artist is a medium for making representational and deeply meaningful symbols of the community's collective consciousness, whether they are symbols of the community's religion, love, hurt, power, hate, hope, dream, fables, foibles or on and on and on.

Inga Muscio

#14. My Flame, my tortured boy, had broken through the last of his defenses. He had found his voice. Flame, my always and forever, had found his song, like I had found mine. And through our love, he had finally found the courage to sing.

Tillie Cole

#15. Like the moon, I want to touch places
just by looking. To tell
new things at three in the morning, when we're
awake with rain or any sadness, or slendering through
reeds of sleep, surfacing to skin.

Anne Michaels

#16. Strong emotions create significant changes

Daniel Marques