That's what I spend most of my time doing, breathing a lot. I like air.
We have fans that circulate air in the cabin of the module of the space shuttle. They're running all the time. They're absolutely necessary because, otherwise, you will breathe your own CO2 and intoxicate yourself quite fast.
I called their attention also to the absence of all means of ventilating the hall, remarking that, as we had already breathed the air which it contained for a full hour, it must have lost much of its vital properties and needed to be renewed.
What Americans call cross-ventilation, the English call draughts.
Generally the first week in September brings the hottest weather of the year, and this was no exception. Overhead the fans turned slow, their paddle blades stirring the air up close to the ceiling but nowheres else.
Please leave the window open.
Might I trouble you to open the window, for chloroform vapour does not help the palate.
Hey! Leave the door open will ya? The flies haven't been out all day.
The winds are out of breath.
Ventilation is needed to ensure we get air disbursed throughout the Station. Air stagnates without flow, so it is essential to have good ventilation so one doesn't end up in a bubble of CO2 by accident and then not be able to breathe.
Ultimately, Amazon is a weather pattern that disturbs everything around it.
May as well leave the door open.
The capsules of the geranium furnish admirable barometers. Fasten the beard, when fully ripe, upon a stand, and it will twist itself or untwist, according as the air is moist or dry.
Fans are essential in the California heat. The ones with movement keep the air flow active - I need that.
I am a ceiling fan, especially during rain.
Be careful never to retire to rest in a room not properly ventilated.
There is nothing that this age, from whatever standpoint we survey it, needs more, physically, intellectually, and morally, than thorough ventilation.
Close a door, and you'd still feel a breeze through the window.
At your next breath each of you will probably inhale half a dozen or so of the molecules of Caesar’s last breath.
I tried to freshen up a room, so I held a Certs in front of a fan.
Don't pile your tomatoes in a container that doesn't breathe. I like my baskets or grass mesh plates, and I layer them single deep, stem end down to prevent bruises and premature rotting.
A nurse is to maintain the air within the room as fresh as the air without, without lowering the temperature.
Go into a room where the shutters are always shut (in a sick-room or a bed-room there should never be shutters shut), and though the room be uninhabited-though the air has never been polluted by the breathing of human beings, you will observe a close, musty smell of corrupt air-of air unpurified by the effect of the sun's rays.
They seal the subway change-booth guy up inside this thing with bullet-proof glass, closed in on all sides, it's like some kind of Houdini torture tank of doom. How do you breathe in there? It looks like if you put your hand over the change slot, you could suffocate him in thirty seconds.
Underwear makes me uncomfortable and besides my parts have to breathe.
