What does it mean to be Catholic and not a Catholic? I feel adrift homeless. My Catholic imagination allows me to see the soul as a lit breath seeking the divine. It persists.

When a thought takes one's breath away a grammar lesson seems an impertinence.

Like all parents my husband and I just do the best we can hold our breath and hope we've set aside enough money for our kid's therapy.

I will end up with someone in the arts. I am positive. I eat breathe and sleep acting. And I'll end up with someone who is happy staying at home and having me cook supper. But I also really need to be intellectually challenged and stimulated. I want someone bookish and someone who is passionate.

This is a moment in history where it is almost hard to catch your breath.

It is imperative for the health and safety of millions of workers that we ensure that breathing systems needed for protection are widely available convenient and economical.

Having good health being able to breathe and be happy that's one of the most beautiful gifts. On top of that I have the gift to play music and make people happy through that. I'm just telling you from my heart I'm so in love with life.

When a man has lost all happiness he's not alive. Call him a breathing corpse.

You can't have it both ways. You can't tell me that you're taxed enough already and that you want constitutional government and then in the next breath say 'Bring me home some bacon.' The pig has been picked clean.

I used to work in a funeral home to feel good about myself just the fact that I was breathing.

What's the good of drawing in the next breath if all you do is let it out and draw in another?

It's always nice when you do something and it's well received as opposed to the other way which God knows happens to everybody. When the good times come around you take a deep breath appreciate it but not take it too seriously.

God is ever present. He's in every breath in every step. He's here always always.

Start living now. Stop saving the good china for that special occasion. Stop withholding your love until that special person materializes. Every day you are alive is a special occasion. Every minute every breath is a gift from God.

Just as in earthly life lovers long for the moment when they are able to breathe forth their love for each other to let their souls blend in a soft whisper so the mystic longs for the moment when in prayer he can as it were creep into God.

It's been a difficult thing because some great opportunities have come and I've just been holding my breath and praying... I'm basically gambling hoping something will come along this season and if not I don't know what the future holds.

Our most basic common link is that we all inhabit this planet. We all breathe the same air. We all cherish our children's future. And we are all mortal.

Oh all the time when Victoria Wood and I did our series. There were people asking 'Can women be funny?' People still ask that. It's like asking: 'Can women breathe in and out?'

My wife has a slight impediment in her speech. Every now and then she stops to breathe.

But friendship is the breathing rose with sweets in every fold.

For science must breathe the oxygen of freedom.

Freedom is never dear at any price. It is the breath of life. What would a man not pay for living?

Your words are my food your breath my wine. You are everything to me.

With their souls of patent leather they come down the road. Hunched and nocturnal where they breathe they impose silence of dark rubber and fear of fine sand.