Quotes About Steel

Irony sucks, you know? Roger nodded. That it does. Safely confined to the pages of novels, it's an interesting rhetorical device; encountered loose in the real world, it's a beast with steel claws and mirrors for eyes.

Like the intense fire that transforms iron into steel, as we remain faithful during the fiery trial of our faith, we are spiritually refined and strengthened.

I want to find a language that transforms language itself into steel for the spirit--a language to use against these sparkling insects, these jets.

A skyscraper is a tall building whose weight is supported by a frame of steel or poured-in-place concrete with steel reinforcements. Unlike the load-bearing walls of a masonry structure, walls do not help support the average skyscraper.

The average skyscraper is likewise supported by a skeleton, of steel. Its skin, or walls, are supported by the frame; they do not support the building. When the wall of a skyscraper is pricked, it leaks air, and unless its skeleton has suffered a seriously deleterious blow, the building does not fall down.

The step from using steel for strengthening masonry to using steel to carry the masonry might not seem enormous, but, as Harvey Wiley Corbett pointed out in The New York Times, Buffington's step was the single most momentous discovery in the history of building since the days of Rome. Architecture was freed from the shackles of stone weight and was made flexible. Buildings

the power of relinquishing what one would keep; that is freedom. Become dinosaur- skulled, quilled or salamander-wooled, more ironshod and javelin-dressed than a hedgehog battalion of steel, but be dull. Don't be envied or armed with a measuring rod.

Champagne had the taste of an apple peeled with a steel knife.

There's the perception Danni Minogue is the sweetest little thing in the world but she's not... she's got balls of steel.

He turned his steel eyes at me. They hurt me, paralysed me, like the advancing lights of a car. I saw that his body was taut, all of it: also made of steel; that it only worked because it was at an intolerable tension, and that it was our sensation of that tension which had exhausted us, which could no longer be borne. He was the wrong spring which had been put into our machine, that had made Claude ill, George foolish, Boris an anxiety.

What is legacy but the most empty and mediocre substitute for what we have. Steel and money and fancy concert halls don't give you immortality.

Such a sadness to that word, don't you think? Legacy. What a meaningless thing. All that work for a future in which they don't appear [...] What is legacy but the most empty and mediocre substitute for what we have. Steel and money and fancy concert halls don't give you immortality.

In [Richard] Baxter's view, concern for outward possessions should sit lightly on the shoulders of his saints 'like a thin cloak which can be thrown off at any time.' But fate decreed that the cloak should become a shell as hard as steel.

It's like she's made of steel, yet the most lovely, beautiful steel ever crafted. There's something always lingering just beneath the surface when you look at her — a sense of mystery and sex, of all the weapons one can use to be a truly compelling woman.

Pretty much if your last name is Frankenstein, your'''e going to get into reanimating things, which of course accounts for the reason that we're number one in grave robbing. And I might add that we get along okay with vampires. That's important if you hang out in the paranormal community. You don't have to go around wearing steel neck-ties.

We are a generation that settles the land, and without the steel helmet and the cannon's fire we will not be able to plant a tree and build a home.

She settled into a crouch, wings pinned tightly to her back. "Come on then, angel boy." She kept her eyes on the muscles in his shoulders, saw the instant one tensed. A split second later, they were moving in a wicked, dangerous dance of steel and bodies. She'd never really had a chance to spar with Raphael like this, and damn if it wasn't the most fun she'd ever had.

a city that was to live by night after the wilderness had passed. A city that was to forge out of steel and blood-red neon its own peculiar wilderness.

Winter mornings are made of steel; they have a metallic taste and sharp edges. On a Wednesday in January, at seven in the morning, it's plain to see that the world was not made for Man, and definitely not for his comfort or pleasure.

Zimska jutra su napravljena od ?elika, imaju metana okus i oštre rubove. U srijedu, u sedam ujutro, u sije?nju, vidi se da svijet nije stvoren za ?ovjeka , a posve sigurno ne za njegovu ugodu i zadovoljstvo." str. 117.

Winter mornings are made of steel; they have a metallic taste and sharp edges.

Just a little. Just the first faint breath of love... It wasn't dramatic, like some bolt of lightning with a crack of thunder following. It was more like when flint strikes steel and the spark fades almost too fast for you to see. But still, you know it's there, down where you can't see, kindling.

The grinding search for money can crush the spirit out of you unless you're made of steel.

The decorating scheme of Big World is simple in theme but complicated in execution. The theme is: things that shine and things that make noise. There are mirrors and glass railings and columns of polished steel; there are beeping lights and blaring loudspeakers; there are more reflective surfaces here than on a disco ball.