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I have procured air [oxygen] ... between five and six times as good as the best common air that I have ever met with.
Flow-cycled ventilators
Nature abhors a vacuum.
All flight is based upon producing air pressure, all flight energy consists in overcoming air pressure.
You're my air, Evie. Without you, I drown in breathless sky.
Air, an undervalued necessity, that earns your gratitude when you inhale it for the last time
When a man has seen the aerodynamic shape of a Caravelle jet at an airport, he doesn't need aerodynamic furniture.
The light dove, cleaving the air in her free flight, and feeling its resistance, might imagine that its flight would be still easier in empty space.
The floor is made of condensed air, so we are suspended above a mile vertical drop.
All phenomena are empty.
When you want knowledge and understanding as badly as you wanted air, you won't have to ask anyone to give it to you.
No one can realize how substantial the air is, until he feels its supporting power beneath him. It inspires confidence at once.
Let go your earthly tether. Enter the void. Empty, and become wind
When there is no thought, the kundalini rises. When you create a vacuum, something will be drawn into it. The less thought you have, the more kundalini will flow through the chakras, the shushumna.
the atmosphere it breathed was like the light-rinsed airiness of a wall opposite an open window.
From the metaphysical point of view there is nothing that can touch the formless except the art of music which in itself is formless.
The air's okay," Jake
Now we are living in the age of comics as air
The thought of flight has melted me, I am less solid than liquid, then I'm going up and going invisible like steam.
Air is no less heavy because we do not detect its weight.
You fly from thermal to thermal looking for lift.
Air is beautiful, yet you cannot see it. It's soft, yet you cannot touch it. Air is a little like my brain.
It is apparent to me that the possibilities of the aeroplane, which two or three years ago were thought to hold the solution to the [flying machine] problem, have been exhausted, and that we must turn elsewhere.
beetle-spirited vaporing
What air is there left to breathe
The motor hums away outside, and the cold air is forced through narrow tubing that enters through a small
There was no wind in all that sweep of sky.
Today the vacuum [of space] is not regarded as empty. It is a sea of dynamic energy, like the spray of foam near a turbulent waterfall.
'Air' is what the world looks like: An inconvenient mashup of human politics and divine geography. We leave bits and pieces of ourselves and our history in every place we encounter.
Flight without feathers is not easy.
Many have argued that a vacuum does not exist, others claim it exists only with difficulty in spite of the repugnance of nature; I know of no one who claims it easily exists without any resistance from nature.
You like the wind? There is no wind? Start running! Create your own wind!
Empty minds are abhorred by thought as vacuums are by nature.
The airy sky has taken its place leaning against the wall. It is like a prayer to what is empty And what is empty turns its face to us and whispers: 'I am not empty, I am open'.
He suddenly felt nothing, or rather Nothing, a pre-tornadic stillness of zero sensation, as if he were the very space he occupied.
The Ignis Fatuus is a vapor shining without heat.
It is sad that the air is the only thing we share. No matter how close we get to each other, there is always air between us.
I am fascinated by air. If you remove the air from the sky, all the birds would fall to the ground. And all the planes, too.
I am air and thought and can do nothing.
Life breathes on its own without nostrils
The airman must possess absolutely untroubled nerves.
The aether: Invented by Isaac Newton, reinvented by James Clerk Maxwell. This is the stuff that fills up the empty space of the universe. Discredited and discarded by Einstein, the aether is now making a Nixonian comeback. It's really the vacuum, but burdened by theoretical, ghostly particles.
Air power is new to all our countries. It brings advantages to some and weakens others; it calls for readjustment everywhere.
I don't have any need to breathe. You are my breath.
It is difficult to fly without wings.
Without electricity, the air would rot.
Voiceless it cries,
Wingless flutters,
Toothless bites,
Mouthless mutters.
An empty bottle has life.
We have two kinds of air: regular and chunky style.
Close a door, and you'd still feel a breeze through the window.
You love the way air moves. And now I can no longer breathe.
Weightlessness was wonderful, and I was surprised at how natural it felt.
It was just one push/pull in our twenty-three years on the push/pull continuum. When my own was airless and warm, I would reach out, pat, find that unoccupied part, the cool part of his pillow.
All I can think is: I need air. The rest of my thoughts are a blur of radio static and fluorescent lights and lab coats and steel tables and surgical knives
It is like a dream to feel the machine lift you gently up in the air, float smoothly over one spot,
Mere air, these words, but delicious to hear.
I would like to be the air that inhabits you for a moment only. I would like to be that unnoticed and that necessary.
A kite can be flown in an absolute vacuum if it can be towed at the speed of light.
So efficient it doesn't waste power by making noise
Breath is life in
He was an astronaut without a suit, but he was still breathing.
Na Arean sat alone in space as a cloud that floats in nothingness. He slept not, for there was no sleep; he hungered not, for as yet there was no hunger. So he remained for a great while, until a thought came to his mind. He said to himself, I will make a thing.
I've just always wanted to see a balloon drift off into a cloudless sky.
A breeze blew so clean and sweet, that one could not think that it blew from the sky; it blew rather through some hole in the sky.
If emptiness is empty, how can something be borne or awaken from it?
There is no space without aether, and no aether which does not occupy space.
Weightless is a great equalizer.
Everything-less. The lack of everything. Synonym to nothing. I am everything-less without you.
I'm free falling without a parachute in sight.
Propel, propel, propel your craft softly down liquid solution. Ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically, ecstatically, Existence is simply illusion.
There is a God shaped vacuum in the heart of every man which cannot be filled by any created thing, but only by God, the Creator, made known through Jesus.
AIR was born from thinking about how rich Internet applications would play out over time and what new pieces of technology would be in demand for these to go to their next generation.
Flying without feathers is not easy; my wings have no feathers.
The air is a question and those who travel upon it travel in questions. When will I find what? Where is who?
Empty, empty, empty; silent, silent, silent. The room was a shell, singing of what was before time was; a vase stood in the heart of the house, alabaster, smooth, cold, holding the still, distilled essence of emptiness, silence.
It is possible to fly without motors, but not without knowledge and skill.
And I think, What's the opposite of suffocation?
If you surrendered to the air, you could ride it.
He was a planet without an atmosphere.
The inspired and expired air may be sometimes very useful, by condensing and cooling the blood that passeth through the lungs; I hold that the depuration of the blood in that passage, is not only one of the ordinary, but one of the principal uses of respiration.
Nothing, my dear and clever colleague, is not your run-of-the-mill nothing, the result of idleness and inactivity, but dynamic, aggressive Nothingness, that is to say, perfect, unique, ubiquitous, in other words Nonexistence, ultimate and supreme.
Breath with awareness is prana. Breath without awareness is just air.
He is simply a hole in the air.
I hear nothings, I speak nothings, I take interest in nothing and from nothing to nothing I travel gently down the dull way which leads to becoming nothing.
I suppose we shall soon travel by air-vessels; make air instead of sea voyages; and at length find our way to the moon, in spite of the want of atmosphere.
Air is like cable TV: you don't appreciate it until you don't have it.
In her abhorrrence of a vacuum, Nature, for the furtherance of her favorite hobby, has often to resort to strange devices. If she could but understand that vacuity is sometimes better than superfluity!
The air is the only place free from prejudice.
Problem is (follow me closely here, the science is pretty complicated), if I cut a hole in the Hab, the air won't stay inside anymore.
It's more like an absence of sound, almost like nature holding its breath. Like those corny lines in movies where the hero says, It's quiet, too quiet.
But the wind is still free.
Air you breathe holds the breath of all things.
An Airstream is a lot like a first love: you are lured by her charm, seduced by her beauty, and once bitten, you are forever chasing after her mystique.
This mystery of use without consumption, of warmth without combustion, seems like magic, but was merely an ingenious application of the art now happily lost but carried to great perfection by your ancestors, of shifting the burden of one's support on the shoulders of others.
In vacuum one has no need for new things, nor of excitement, nor of foreign stimuli. One has only to maintain a bare survival, to vegetate, like a fetus in a jar.
I renamed myself Ari.
If I switched the letter, my name was Air.
I thought it might be a great thing to be the air.
I could be something and nothing at the same time. I could be necessary and also invisible. Everyone would need me and no one would be able to see me.
We all are filled up with vacuum.
Just need the right one to burst out.
- The Drenched Writer
I believe, sir, in all the progress. Air navigation is the result of the oceanic navigation: from water the human has to pass in the air. Everywhere where creation will be breathable to him, the human will penetrate into the creation. Our only limit is life.
Everyone can feel the nothingness, the void, just beneath the surface of everyday routines and securities.
An empty glass is perceived by the eyes as nothing,
in reality, this nothing is something, because it has air.
That something is what we call energy pervading everywhere,
for it is the breath of air which brings life into you.