the atmosphere [Theme]

They were French, they were Jews, they were you.

There is an atmosphere of grace in the air.

There is only now and today. Silence and tranquility of this day..

The atmosphere of December days is incomparable. Only these days does the heart beat so fast, and in the soul, like a flower from under the freshly fallen snow, timid hope blooms. Hope for all the brightest and kindest things that must certainly happen.

It's bound to hurt somewhere along the way.

If there is even a little anger in a person, then the atmosphere around him becomes impure. Anger, envy and pride pollute the atmosphere.

Comfort at your fingertips. Light candles everywhere, without waiting for the day to close its tired eyes. When a house is filled with amazing aromas, it becomes a little special. Even just bake an ordinary pumpkin in the oven, and then add a pinch of spices to it, brew everything in milk, pour in a cup of espresso and get an autumn potion called Spice Pumpkin Latte, and already in the house there is a special autumn atmosphere. I love this season. A season that smells like home, coffee... and love.

Warm people... Why does it always feel so inexplicably warm when you meet them? And understanding this is quite simple. No matter what a person says about himself, his vision of his own achievements or qualities is almost always distorted in one direction or another. It doesn’t matter what other people say about him, these opinions are generally always far-fetched and erroneous, these are speculations and gossip that reflect the world of not being discussed, but of the one who judges. The only important thing is what aura you fall into, being next to this person, how you feel next to him. This is the basic truth. For none of us is able to create that atmosphere that contradicts his inner world, his true spirit.

Comfort is a special atmosphere that lives in our hearts. Sometimes it smells of coffee, sometimes it smells of freshness of meadow daisies, it happens that it envelops us with yarn or simple hugs of a loved one. Is this a fairy tale? A fairy tale for those who hear between its lines, in the play of the bell, the beating of the heart.

The atmosphere of love is in the atmosphere of the soul.

Good perfume - the atmosphere of love!

Nani would definitely not put a blade of grass on her tooth, as prostitutes do in the port - just as thoughtlessly. No, she would give this action an impossibly elegant shade - no matter whether it's slyness, mischief, violation of outdated norms - it is important that the gesture would have the atmosphere of Nani.

The speaker should be dressed as required by the setting and atmosphere of the room. It is clear that you need to go to the opening of a new plant in a business suit, and you can come to the opening of a restaurant in jeans and a stylish jacket. It all depends on the goals that you set for yourself before the performance.