Quotes About Bonfires

In Britain, the major public holiday used to be Guy Fawkes Day... that was celebrated on November 5th with things like bonfires and fireworks... I think that made Halloween seem preferable. The idea of having pumpkins and costumes and parties seemed much more appealing than burning down your neighborhood.

All night I dreamt of bonfires and burn piles and ghosts of men, and spirits behind those birds of flame. I cannot tell anymore when a door opens or closes, I can only hear the frame saying, Walk through.

On L. Ron Hubbard: Now I must admit that "Battlefield Earth" is a book with something for everyone, all the way across the cultural scale from people who need doorstops to people who want to start bonfires.

A friendship is a lot like a fire. It can be hard to get started. After that it needs tending...A person can go around starting minuscule blazes, racing back and forth trying to feed them all; or a person can keep a few atomic bonfires burning high and bright.

The friendship we share grows amidst the craggy rock pond; reeds of water spray fireflies scented with bonfires.

My playground is full of moonshine, mason jars, beer bottles, and bonfires.

The dead had chosen to confess their heresy and in return received the mercy of garroting before their burning. Beneath them, piles of kindling and logs fueled great bonfires that engulfed them and even reached the crosses atop each stake.

October's the month When the smallest breeze Gives us a shower Of autumn leaves. Bonfires and pumpkins, Leaves sailing down — October is red And golden and brown.

The moonlight returned and brightened. The Dead Sea shone like a barrel of oil, sparks of light shot out from it illuminating the mountainsides, and from the mountains one could see bonfires. Since I was sad, I thought of things that make one even sadder.

ephemeral and useless, flowers exemplify the gratuitousness of occasions that mean expenses and luxury; blooming in vases, doomed to a rapid death, flowers are ceremonial bonfires, incense and myrrh, libation, sacrifice.

The whole city of Orleans was one red flame of bonfires, and the heavens blushed with satisfaction to see it;

Congress designated December 18 "for solemn thanksgiving and praise," and on that day all across America bonfires blazed, bells pealed, and in the streets and on village greens the people sang patriotic songs.

It was a cold day but the sun was out and the trees were like great bonfires against gray distant fields and hills.

It was a cold day but the sun was out and the trees were like great bonfires against gray distant fields and hills.

As bonfires burned all over the country [on 10 May 1933], [Frederick] Birchall finished his piece for the New York Times: "There is going up in smoke more than college boy prejudice and enthusiasm," he wrote. "A lot of the old German liberalism—if any was left—was burned tonight" (citing Birchall in New York Times, 11 May 1933). Hitler had been in power exactly one hundred days.

The friendship we share grows amidst the craggy rock pond reeds of water spray fireflies scented with bonfires.

Those candle flames were like the lives of men. So fragile. So deadly. Left alone, they lit and warmed. Let run rampant, they would destroy the very things they were meant to illuminate. Embryonic bonfires, each bearing a seed of destruction so potent it could tumble cities and dash kings to their knees.

October is the month When the smallest breeze Gives us a shower Of autumn leaves. Bonfires and pumpkins, Leaves sailing down — October is red And golden and brown...

Looking back, fire images have been constant in my poetry. As a boy, it was my job to light the fire each morning, and I remember the celebratory bonfires at the end of the war. It was from staring into fire that I began my first poetry.

Now we add the cinnamon, I said. Sticks, not powder; broken in half. Three or four should do the trick- The summery scent had turned autumnal; bonfires and Halloween. Cinnamon pancakes cooked outside. Mulled wine and burnt sugar.

On Midsummer Eve, when the bonfires are lighted on every hill in honour of St. John, the fairies are at their gayest, and sometime steal away beautiful mortals to be their brides.

I can't wait for football games, hoodies, bonfires, Uggs, cuddling, s'mores, weekend parties, Halloween, & Christmas.

In the wake of harvest bonfires, Hugh and other men collected and boiled the ashes, which the women made into soap—some thought it the hardest day's work of the year.

Here's to Halloween, bonfires, making s'mores, wearing moccasins, drinking hot cocoa and cuddling. Happy October.