Quotes About Ash

I watched until the sizzlecloud drew its legs up into itself, hung like a burning cocoon, then died like an ember retreating into ash. Suddenly, it was very dark and there was only the rain. Sunday

Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash.

O meu sentimento é cinza Da minha imaginação, E eu deixo cair a cinza No cinzeiro da Razão.

what I have become. And so I begin again, and again, but always find that I am writing of my own beginnings rather than the beginnings of this land. I do not even know to whom I try to explain myself. My life has been a web of secrets, secrets that even now are unsafe to share. Shall I set them all down on fine paper, only to create from them flame and ash? Perhaps. My memories reach back to when I was six years old. Before that, there is nothing, only a blank gulf

Pensou se eles ao menos conheciam o original que aquela canção parodiava, 'Hey Jude'. Provavelmente não. Eeei tu, pra quê chorar se você friiitar vai ser bem meerdaaa, Que pena! Você virar um carvão! Quem vai varrer sou eu, E catar as cinzas.

Robes as black as night, and souls twice as dark. Shadows and Ash the Crucifix Dagger book one.

he smokes so much it as if he is turning himself into ash.

A sense of unreality was stealing over her, a ringing in which all sound was one. Then her eyelids were knocked upright. She saw what was really happening. As the veil was torn away, as the statue of the burned stood washing in pleasant sunlight, as the master butchers parted their lips in song, smoke and ash poured out of their mouth holes like chimneys.

pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis n. [mass noun] an artificial long word said to mean a lung disease caused by inhaling very fine ash and sand dust.

And hiding from darkness in barns They can be grownups now And the murderer's ash tray is more easily-- The lake a lilac cube.

But the soul can burn and not be damned. The soul can burn with a bright fire, and never turn to ash.

Only he who is constantly aware of the mortal nature of his existence, who knows that the flesh and blood that he carries is nothing more than a heap of ash, is truly self-realized. In incinerating all falsehood within is the making of a yogi. This is the ultimate truth that Adiyogi embodied.

Your cigarette has become one long cylindrical ash.

Ash paused as he entered the house to find the three women lined up and... singing to... dear gods, anything but this. Fergilicious. All he needed was for Simi to be here and off-key with them since it was her favorite song and he'd spent the better part of the last year cursing whoever was dumb enough to introduce that song to a hormonal teenaged demon. Worst part? Simi wanted him to call her Similicious.

Do me a favor. Don't lick your seat belt? Ash's expression was total confusion. Huh? where did that randomness come from?

Oh man. I hate that poofing shit. You scared me so bad, Ash, you made me eat this crappy cheese. What is this stuff anyway? (Nick) Soy cheese. (Talon) So much for my dinner. Now his whole system is polluted. Be at least a week before it leaves his cell tissue and he's edible again. (Fang)

I know I don't want to ask this, but the compulsion's more than I can bear. What's kind of human? Ash She's a ghost. Nick What kind of idiot dates a ghost? Ash

Takiramon, Dagon and Xev said in unison. And that would be what brand of Pokémon, Ash Ketchum? Should I fetch Pikachu's bal and have at it? I choose you, Dagon!

Savitar gave him a hard stare. And now you know why I love no one. Why I never have and never will. He lowered his voice. Heed my words well, little brother. Love only destroys. Ash refused to believe it. He knew better. Love saves. Savitar scoffed. Love has destroyed you how many times now? Ash smiled bitterly at those memories. That wasn't love. It was stupidity. -Savitar and Ash

Psychoanalysis feeds on intensity, as though life were all flame and no ash.

I read a lot of scripts at the beginning of 2015.

aku ingin mencintaimu dengan sederhana; dengan kata yang tak sempat diucapkan kayu kepada api yang menjadikannya abu aku ingin mencintaimu dengan sederhana; dengan isyarat yang tak sempat disampaikan awan kepada hujan yang menjadikannya tiada

Kenangan adalah fosil, tidak akan bisa menjadi abu, malah memiliki kekuatan untuk mendikte jarum-jarum jam agar berputar ke kiri.

No, De Roos said. You mustn't thank me. The relatives of patients thank the physician as if the physician were God. It's no good, and if the patient dies it turns to ash—not just for them, but, as you can imagine, for me. I'll see you later.