Quotes About Destruction

The Great Fire of London] hesitated, and it finally began to flicker out. But four-fifths of London had been burned...Londoner John Evelyn, weeping, wrote in his diary, "London was, but is no more.

Destroying things is much easier than making them.

What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again.

It must be very fragile, if a handful of berries can bring it down.

In that one slight motion, I see the end of hope, beginning of destruction of everything I hold dear in the world. I can't guess what form my punishment will take, how wide the net will be cast, but when it is finished there most likely be nothing left. So you would think that at this moment, I would be in utter despair.

Not if we blow it up," Gale says brusquely. His intent, his full intent, becomes clear. Gale has no interest in preserving the lives of those in the Nut. No interest in caging the pray for later use. This is one of his death traps.

What will break me into a million pieces so that I am beyond repair, beyond usefulness?

It's there. The white rose among the dried flowers in the vase. Shriveled and fragile, but holding on to that unnatural perfection cultivated in Snows greenhouse. I grab the vase, stumble down to the kitchen, and throw its contents into the embers. As the flowers flare up, a burst of blue flame envelops the rose and devours it. Fire beats roses again.

What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that. So after, when he whispers, "You love me. Real or not real?" I tell him, "Real.

Creo que Peeta dio con la tecla al comentar que nos destruyéramos entre nosotros para dejar que otra especie más decente ocupara nuestro lugar. Porque algo falla estrepitosamente en unas criaturas capaces de sacrificar a sus hijos para zanjar sus diferencias. Da igual cómo se justifique.

As we reach the next corner, the entire block ahead of us lights up with a rich purple glow. We backpedal, hunker down in a stairwell, and squint into the light. Something's happening to those illuminated by it. They're assaulted by . . . what? A sound? A wave? A laser? Weapons fall from their hands, fingers clutch their faces, as blood sprays from all visible orifices — eyes, noses, mouths, ears. In less than a minute, everyone's dead and the glow vanishes.

No te preocupes, pensaré en algo. Destruir cosas es mucho más fácil que construirlas.

Pour l'instant nous sommes dans cette période bénie où chacun s'accorde à reconnaître que les horreurs récentes ne devraient jamais se répéter. Mais la mémoire collective est généralement de courte durée. Nous sommes des êtres versatiles, stupides, amnésiques et doués d'un immense talent d'autodestruction.

That what I need to survive is not Gale's fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses.

We're fickle, stupid beings with poor memories and a great gift for self-destruction.

Is this really what we want to do? Kill ourselves off completely? In the hopes that — what? Some decent species will inherit the smoking remains of the earth?

Katniss Everdeen, la chica en llamas, ha encendido una chispa que, si no se apaga, podría crecer hasta convertirse en el incendio que destruya Panem».

PART I THE ASHES

What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that.

Human beings are cruel creatures. And what we don't understand, we tamper with until we destroy it.

Years ago, when physicians didn't know how to treat the mentally ill, they began shock therapy, and in extreme cases—lobotomies. They would poke holes in their brains, Miss Barstow. Human beings are cruel creatures. And what we don't understand, we tamper with until we destroy it.

But he was drowning and he pulled her down with him. He destroyed that loving girl and broke her into a million pieces. That shame would never go away.

Europejczycy unicestwiaj? z okrucie?stwa i g?upoty.

Absolute equality, that which means a perfect balance of all the struggling forces in all the planes, can never be in this world. Before you attain that state, the world will have become quite unfit for any kind of life, and no one will be there. We find, therefore, that all these ideas of the millennium and of absolute equality are not only impossible but also that, if we try to carry them out, they will lead us surely enough to the day of destruction.