{"quotes":[{"text":"The addition of certain chemicals to the atmosphere will destroy wavelengths of light and it may only be a matter of time before one of these wavelengths of light that is critical for human survival is eliminated. This is called: The Extinction Wavelength.","author":"Steven Magee","tags":["addition","atmosphere","certain","chemicals","critical","destroy","eliminated","extinction","human","light","matter","spectrum","survival","time","wavelength","wavelengths"],"id":5072,"author_id":"Steven+Magee"},{"text":"From the vast, invisible ocean of moonlight overhead fell, here and here, a slender, broken stream that seemed to plash against the intercepting branches and trickle to earth, forming small white pools among the clumps of laurel. But these leaks were few and served only to accentuate the blackness of his environment, which his imagination found it easy to people with all manner of unfamiliar shapes, menacing, uncanny, or merely grotesque.He to whom the portentous conspiracy of night and solitude and silence in the heart of a great forest is not an unknown experience needs not to be told what another world it all is - how even the most commonplace and familiar objects take on another character. The trees group themselves differently; they draw closer together, as if in fear. The very silence has another quality than the silence of the day. And it is full of half-heard whispers, whispers that startle - ghosts of sounds long dead. There are living sounds, too, such as are never heard under other conditions: notes of strange night birds, the cries of small animals in sudden encounters with stealthy foes, or in their dreams, a rustling in the dead leaves - it may be the leap of a wood rat, it may be the footstep of a panther. What caused the breaking of that twig? What the low, alarmed twittering in that bushful of birds? There are sounds without a name, forms without substance, translations in space of objects which have not been seen to move, movements wherein nothing is observed to change its place. Ah, children of the sunlight and the gaslight, how little you know of the world in which you live! ('A Tough Tussle').","author":"Ambrose Bierce","tags":["atmosphere","dark","darkness","forest","moon","moonlight","night","silence"],"id":12029,"author_id":"Ambrose+Bierce"},{"text":"The kingdom of God is depending on you to make the atmosphere more conducive for the purpose of prospering the Kingdom of God.","author":"Sunday Adelaja","tags":["atmosphere","danger","darkness","dependence","destruction","god","god-s-kingdom","ignorance","kingdom","knowledge","life","light","mountain","people","power","prosperity","purpose"],"id":16894,"author_id":"Sunday+Adelaja"},{"text":"When yellow lights struggle with blue shades in hairlike lines.","author":"Thomas Hardy","tags":["atmosphere","color","light"],"id":18913,"author_id":"Thomas+Hardy"},{"text":"If teachers are uncomfortable at their own school, they will pass on their uncertainties or negative attitude to students.","author":"Alexandra Robbins","tags":["atmosphere","discipleship","insecurity","mentoring"],"id":19373,"author_id":"Alexandra+Robbins"},{"text":"The utter unbroken silence was more appalling than any ominous noise, than the loudest yells of anguish, than the most piercing screaming...Dead silence.Literally dead.","author":"Simona Panova","tags":["anguish","appalling","appealing","atmosphere","atmospheric","calm","calmness","dead","death","goth","gothic","gothic-romance","literal","literally","loud","mysterious","mystery","noise","noiseless","onimous","pain","painful","quiet","romance","romantic","serene","silence","silent","sinister","suspense","tranquil","unbroken","yell","young-adult"],"id":23410,"author_id":"Simona+Panova"},{"text":"To carry the atmosphere of God’s Glory is to extend it to the whole earth.","author":"Sunday Adelaja","tags":["atmosphere","extension","god-s-glory","truth-of-life"],"id":26921,"author_id":"Sunday+Adelaja"},{"text":"It is better to have your head in the clouds, and know where you are... Than to breathe the clearer atmosphere below them, and think that you are in paradise.","author":"Henry David Thoreau","tags":["atmosphere","breathe","head-in-the-clouds","paradise","think"],"id":29695,"author_id":"Henry+David+Thoreau"},{"text":"The early dew-falls that did a pristine coating,over the woods with its finest transparency,glazed as like its wet white-glassy earrings that hung on the ears of wild flowers—unlatched my fancy.","author":"Nithin Purple","tags":["atmosphere","dew","earrings","fanciful","fancy","forest","love","lovely","natural-laws","nature","nithin-purple","nithinpurple","poesy","poetic-justice","poetry","pristine","quotes","of-life","romance","thoughts","transparency","venus","venusandcrepuscle","wet","wildflowers","wisdom","woods","words"],"id":30835,"author_id":"Nithin+Purple"},{"text":"Green was the silence, wet was the light,the month of June trembled like a butterfly.","author":"Pablo Neruda","tags":["atmosphere","june","light","love-poetry","poetry","silence","summer"],"id":32770,"author_id":"Pablo+Neruda"}],"pagination":{"page":1,"page_size":10,"total":56,"pages":6,"next":"?page=2\u0026page_size=10"}}