Good Ambient Quotes

The supermarket shelves have been rearranged. It happened one day without warning. There is agitation and panic in the aisles, dismay in the faces of older shoppers.[…]They scrutinize the small print on packages, wary of a second level of betrayal. The men scan for stamped dates, the women for ingredients. Many have trouble making out the words. Smeared print, ghost images. In the altered shelves, the ambient roar, in the plain and heartless fact of their decline, they try to work their way through confusion. But in the end it doesn’t matter what they see or think they see. The terminals are equipped with holographic scanners, which decode the binary secret of every item, infallibly. This is the language of waves and radiation, or how the dead speak to the living. And this is where we wait together, regardless of our age, our carts stocked with brightly colored goods. A slowly moving line, satisfying, giving us time to glance at the tabloids in the racks. Everything we need that is not food or love is here in the tabloid racks. The tales of the supernatural and the extraterrestrial. The miracle vitamins, the cures for cancer, the remedies for obesity. The cults of the famous and the dead.

Lying in the hotel bed, Hector conceded that, all through ’93, ’94, and ’95, an ever-widening river of good data, mixed with a steady ambient wash of self-importance, had anesthetized his grief. He’d needed that. But now a maw of emptiness and rage was opening beneath him. Idly, he rubbed his bare, trimmed chest beneath the sheets. He’d faithfully hit the gym through these past years of high-level consultancy, grunting out his misery over barbells and machines. His chest was broad and he wished beyond anything that the arm caressing it at this moment was Ricky’s, not his own. But that sunny, silly cutie, like a blond sliver of sunshine on the timeline that Hector envisioned as his life, had missed the drawbridge, along with Issy and Korie and a baleful lot of others. It had all happened in the very, very worst years of sickness and death, Clinton’s first term, overwhelming loss mingled confusingly with tidings of the coming respite.

Thermoneutrality”: A hallmark of modern industrial life is spending most of our time indoors at relatively consistent ambient temperatures, a concept we’ll refer to as thermoneutrality. Interestingly, experiencing swings in temperature is great for mitochondrial function, as cold stimulates the body to generate more warmth by increasing mitochondrial activity and stimulates more ATP generation and use. Heat exposure has been shown to activate heat shock proteins (HSPs) within cells, which can protect mitochondria from damage and help to maintain their function. HSPs can also stimulate the production of new mitochondria and improve their efficiency in producing ATP.

With every step she became more and more convinced that she was doing something right, for once. The black bead in her omeh seemed less a burden and more a statement of fact. She was different. There was no getting around that. But she was tired of people telling her she needed to feel ashamed of who she was. Perhaps Good Luck and Bad Luck were just the same thing, like spirals of ambient, traveling in opposite directions, balancing each other out.

[...] Nas redes sociais, o compartilhamento público de "injustiças" atrai muito mais atenção e simpatia gratuita aqueles que se sentem perpetuamente vitimados. A "injustiça chique" está na moda em todos os cantos da sociedade hoje em dia, entre ricos e pobres. Na verdade, esta pode ser a primeira vez na história da humanidade em que todos os grupos demográicos se sentem injustamente vitimados ao mesmo tempo. E Todos aproveitam a euforia da indignação moral que vem junto. Neste momento, qualquer um que se sinta ofendido com qualquer coisa [...] acha que está sofrendo algum tipo de opressão e que, portanto, merece se sentir ultrajado e receber determinada quantidade de atenção. O atual ambiente da mídia tanto encoraja quanto perpetua essas reações, porque, no final das contas, dá lucro. O escritor e comentarista Ryan Holiday se refere a isso como “pornografia do ultraje”: em vez de reportar histórias e problemas reais, a mídia acha muito mais fácil (e lucrativo) encontrar algo levemente ofensivo, transmitir o caso para uma ampla audiência, criar a sensação de ultraje e depois transmiti-la de um jeito que também cause ultraje a outra parcela da população. Isso desencadeia um eco de asneiras que ricocheteia entre dois lados imaginários e ao mesmo tempo distrai dos verdadeiros problemas e injustiças da sociedade. Não é de se estranhar que estejamos mais politicamente polarizados do que nunca. O maior problema da injustiça chique é desviar a atenção das vítimas reais. É como uma overdose de alarmismo. Quanto mais gente se autoproclama vítima de pequenas infrações, mais difícil é enxergar quem realmente sofre. As pessoas se viciam em se sentir constantemente ofendidas porque isso lhes traz euforia: ser hipócrita e moralmente superior provoca bem-estar. Como disse o cartunista político Tim Kreider, em um editorial do The New York Times: "O ultraje é como várias outras coisas agradáveis que com o tempo nos devoram de dentro para fora. E é ainda mais insidioso que a maioria dos vícios, porque sequer o reconhecemos conscientemente como um prazer".

In our multifunctional homes, we will need different types of light at different times of day for different moods or tasks. All spaces in the house should have different lighting options so that they can be adapted to fit your needs. This should include: - Good general (or ambient) lighting to aid circulation around the house. This could be dimmable spotlighting so it can be bright for activities and dimmed later in the day. - Task lighting, such as side lamps, standing lamps, and spotlights above or next to specific task areas. - Mood or accent lighting for hosting or simply relaxing.

This kind of stress is simply the ambient noise of faithfulness. This is the kind of stress that you feel right before Thanksgiving dinner. When you could just take a nap instead of slapping together one more pie. But the pie is good. And making it is good. And the fact that your legs ache and your hair is frizzy is just a sign that you have been doing other good things. What I mean by ambient noise is not just the soothing sound of waves in the background. It is more like you are a basketball player on the free-throw line, and the other team’s fans are getting all the noisemakers out. When all that screaming and honking and waving and shouting insults is going on, it doesn’t mean that you are doing something wrong. It means that there is a lot of noise in the room hoping you will do something wrong. Some kinds of “stress” are simply what happens when you are being faithful.

When he entered the anteroom, two women looked up at him. One was Miss Robertson, the governor's secretary; the other he did not recognize till she smiled and said his name in a gentle voice. She was Mrs. Freeman, the wife of the bishop; he saluted her and went to Miss Robertson. 'Will you tell them I'm here?' he said. 'I'm sorry, Mr. Haffner, they don't even want me to take minutes right now.' 'Well, just go tell them I'm out of the running.' There was not so much as a flicker in her eyes. 'They locked the door,' she said, 'and besides, I don't think they'll accept your withdrawal.' 'Won't they though. Just give them my message, Miss Robertson. I'm leaving.' 'Oh, Mr. Haffner, I know they'll want to see you. It's very important.' 'They will, huh. I'll give them half an hour.' He sat down beside her to talk. It was not that he liked Miss Robertson particularly. Her soul had been for a long time smoothed out and hobbled by girdles and high heels as her body; her personality was as blank and brown as her gabardine suit; her mind was exactly good enough to take down 140 any sort of words a minute without error, without boredom, without wincing. But she could talk idly in a bare room like this well enough; he remembered that she liked science-fiction; he drew her out. Besides, she was not Mrs. Freeman. Mrs. Freeman was a good woman; that is, she did good, and did not resent those who did bad but pitied them. For example, now: she was knitting alone while the other two talked, neither trying to join them nor, as John actively knew, making them uncomfortable for not having included her; and she was waiting for the bishop, who for reasons no one understood, hated to drive at night without her. John liked good people—no, he respected them above everyone else, above the powerful or beautiful or rich, whom he knew well, the gifted or learned or even the wise; indeed, he was rather in awe of the good, but their actual sweet presence made him uncomfortable. Mrs. Freeman there: with her hair drawn back straight to a bun, she sat in a steel-tube, leatherette chair, against a beige, fire-resistant, sound-absorbent wall, knitting in that ambient, indirect light socks for the mad; he knew quite well that if he should go over beside her she would talk with him in her gentle voice about whatever he wished to talk about, that she would have firm views which, however, she would never declare harshly against his should they differ, that she would tell him, if he asked about her work with the insane, what she had accomplished and what failed to accomplish, that she would make him acutely uncomfortable. He felt himself deficient not to be living, as people like Mrs. Freeman seemed to live, in an altogether moral world, but more especially he was reluctant to come near such people because he did not want to know more than he could help knowing of their motives; he did not trust motives; he was a lawyer. Therefore, though it was all but rude of him, he sat with Miss Robertson till the door opened.

Writing about memories is an elusive process. It often begins with a good intention: to convey the truth. What happens in reality is that we only write down what passes through the censors' eyes. The censors here are the ambient time and space, social and political conditions, and the psychological changers the writer herself. What one writes now is certainly not what actually happened. It is but a vague indicator of what might have happened, a mixture of illusive and contracted images, a dream, or an act conditioned by either a denial or a desire to see past events shaped by what is yearned for in the present. p. 153

Interviewees will want to be good hosts, but clinking coffee cups and plates, ice twirling in drinks, and other extraneous noises will all be picked up on the recording. The interviewee may be unperturbed by this everyday commotion, but it will distract the interviewer and make the recording more difficult to use for transcribing, editing, and research purposes. By contrast, folklorists, linguists, and anthropologists will often try to capture the "sound environment" of the interview, including ambient sounds, from church bells to ocean waves.

La mente humana está diseñada para llevarse bien con los otros. La mente quiere llevarse bien con los otros. Está en nuestra naturaleza. Sin embargo, es posible anular esta tendencia --puedes elegir ignorar al grupo o dejar de tomar en cuenta lo que la gente piensa de ti---, pero requiere trabajo y esfuerzo. Nadar contra la corriente del ambiente en el que te desenvuelves requiere un esfuerzo adicional

A bedroom temperature of around 65 degrees Fahrenheit (18.3°C) is a reasonable goal for the sleep of most people, assuming standard bedding and clothing. This surprises many, as it sounds just a little too cold for comfort. Of course, that specific temperature will vary depending on the individual in question and their unique physiology, gender, and age. But like calorie recommendations, it’s a good target for the average human being. Most of us set ambient house and/or bedroom temperatures higher than are optimal for good sleep and this likely contributes to lower quantity and/or quality of sleep than you are otherwise capable of getting.

En 1936, el psicólogo Kurt Lewin escribió una simple ecuación que implica una poderosa declaración: la conducta (C) es una función (f ) de la persona (p) dentro de su ambiente (a) o C = f(p,a).3

RESUMEN DEL CAPÍTULO ◆ El comportamiento humano sigue la ley del menor esfuerzo. Tendemos por naturaleza a elegir la opción que requiere la menor cantidad de trabajo. ◆ Crea un ambiente donde hacer lo correcto sea tan fácil como sea posible. ◆ Reduce la tensión asociada con las buenas conductas. Cuando la tensión o resistencia es elevada, los hábitos son difíciles. ◆ Prepara tu ambiente para que las acciones futuras sean sencillas.

Si quieres que un hábito sea una gran parte de tu vida, convierte la señal en una gran parte de tu ambiente. Las conductas más perdurables generalmente tienen múltiples señales.

RESUMEN DEL CAPÍTULO ◆ El ambiente dentro del que vivimos determina cuáles conductas son atractivas para nosotros. ◆ Tendemos a adoptar hábitos que son elogiados y aprobados por el ambiente en el que vivimos porque sentimos un natural deseo de integrarnos y pertenecer a una tribu. ◆ Tendemos a imitar los hábitos de tres grupos sociales: el cercano (familia y amigos), el amplio (la tribu) y el poderoso (aquellos que cuentan con un estatus elevado y prestigio). ◆ Una de las estrategias más efectivas que puedes seguir para construir mejores hábitos consiste en unirte a un ambiente donde 1) tu conducta deseada sea un comportamiento normal y donde 2) tengas algo en común con el grupo. ◆ El comportamiento normal de la tribu con frecuencia prevalece sobre el comportamiento deseado del individuo. Muchas veces preferimos pertenecer aunque estemos equivocados, que estar solos y en lo correcto. ◆ Si cierta conducta puede proporcionarnos aprobación, respeto y elogios, la encontramos atractiva.

RESUMEN DEL CAPÍTULO ◆ Los pequeños cambios de contexto pueden conducir a grandes cambios de conducta con el tiempo. ◆ Cada hábito se inicia mediante una señal. Somos más proclives a notar señales que destacan. ◆ Haz que las señales para los buenos hábitos sean obvias dentro de tu ambiente. ◆ Gradualmente, tus hábitos se comienzan a asociar no solamente con un disparador aislado sino con todo el contexto que rodea a cierta conducta. El contexto se convierte en la señal. ◆ Es más sencillo construir nuevos hábitos en un nuevo ambiente porque no tendrás que estar luchando en contra de antiguas señales y disparadores.

We have yearned for one another because we are just parts of a sundered soul. The soul is big, so big. Perhaps it belongs to a fragmented god, and there may be good reason why it fragmented. I don’t know.

I looked up at the sky. Somewhere high above the skyscraper lights were stars. Hidden by the ambient light, but always there. And the way out of this mess was like the stars. There and possible to reach, if you could only see beyond the immediate. Good God, one moment in the park, and my brain had turned into romantic mush.

eight to twelve hours after death, and fixed after eight to twelve hours from the time of death.[7] “Nonfixed” refers to whether the skin is blanchable: this means that—when lividity is present—if the skin is pressed, the color will disappear, a bit like when you press your own skin now.[8] But this process can be affected by factors such as temperature and changing body position. 3. Algor Mortis Algor mortis refers to the temperature of a body. After death, the body starts to cool until it reaches equilibrium with the ambient temperature (wherever the body is discovered).[9] Typically, the body will lose about 1.5° F per