Quotes About Flames

from the classically executed lifelike bouquets, tempting you to reach for the petals that fell on a three-dimensional tablecloth, to a new and disturbing style in which the colors seemed to blaze with such intensity they destroyed the old lines, the old solidity, to make a vision like those states which I'm nearest my delirium and flowers grow before my eyes and crackle like the flames of lamps.

Mine was the naïveté of the living; now it is the confusion and longing of the dead. Pray when I am finished with this tale, I will go on to something greater. Punishment even would have its shape, its purpose, some conviction of meaning. I cannot imagine eternal flames. But I can imagine eternal meaning.

Il vampiro era perfettamente candido e levigato, come scolpito nell'avorio, e il suo viso appariva esanime come una statua, a eccezione di quegli occhi verdi, ardenti come fiamme in un teschio, che scrutavano intensamente il ragazzo. Ma poi il vampiro sorrise con un velo di malinconia e la liscia massa bianca del suo volto si mosse ridisegnandosi con i tratti infinitamente flessibili e essenziali di un cartone animato.

The vampire was utterly white and smooth, as if he were sculpted from bleached bone, and his face was as seemingly inanimate as a statue, except for two brilliant green eyes that looked down at the boy intently like flames in a skull.

whispered, and then he gazed, speechless, at the vampire. The vampire was utterly white and smooth, as if he were sculpted from bleached bone, and his face was as seemingly inanimate as a statue, except for two brilliant green eyes that looked down at the boy intently like flames in a skull.

Marius had become sober and was looking into the flames again as though lost in his own sadness. In the light of the fire, his hair was almost entirely white.

The bonfire was going a treat

So…that's like your pet monkey?" – Nick (The tiny horse snorted flames and whinnied at him.) "Easy, girl. You'd do well to show her respect. She can understand you, and she doesn't take well to insults." – Death "Sorry, Flicka. Didn't mean to rattle your bridle." – Nick

No one wanted to spontaneously combust into flames, especially not in traffic.' – Sundown

George Oppen wasn't a larger than life personality, but I'm not either. And he lived a long time, so he was happy. Going down in flames is fine, too.

The northmen seemed to have a love for setting big fires, whether they were burning down villages or just sitting around having a drink.

Milan-Roma games were especially tense. Roma fans loved to sing, to the tune of Il sole mio – 'I have only one dream/Milan in flames'. Milan's fans replied with irony: 'Milan in flames? And where will you work?

PIE?? MI?OSNA DLA ?MIERCI Przychodzisz do mnie znów, Nie zapominasz o mnie. Do ko?ca trwa agonia, A? p?kn? me okowy. Wci?? si? pojawiasz obca i daleka Jeste? ?ywa, ?mierci. Stoisz jak zimna gwiazda Nad moj? rozpacz?. Lecz potem si? przybli?asz, ca?a w p?omieniach. Przyjd?, kochanko, jestem tu. Zabierz mnie, jestem twój.

You burned her because your gifts come wreathed in flames, and your heart is an ember, and your breath is a star, and because you loved her and you wanted to give her everything you are

Heat cupped his body, pressed his skin. He writhed away from it, sure that there were flames and that the flames had seared his eyes from his head, because surely there could be no such agony in darkness.

Love's the son stood stammering elocution while the poor ship in flames went down

Love's the boy stood on the burning deck trying to recite "The boy stood on the burning deck." Love's the son stood stammering elocution while the poor ship in flames went down. Love's the obstinate boy, the ship, even the swimming sailors, who would like a schoolroom platform, too, or an excuse to stay on deck. And love's the burning boy.

There were lights in the nave but they could do no more than splash pools of gold here and there, they could not illumine the shadows above or the dim unlighted chantries and half-seen tombs. The great pillars soared into darkness and the aisles narrowed to twilight. Candles twinkled in the choir and the high altar with its flowers was ablaze with them, but all the myriad flames were no more than seed pearls embroidered on a dark cloak.

Time flames like a paraffin stove / and what burns are the minutes I live.

Era una de esas épocas en que la razón humana se halla presa dentro de un círculo en llamas.

The flames of our memories keep us alive!

All men see fires, storms, explosions, or landscapes; but how many feel the flames, the lightnings, the whirlwinds, or the harmony? How many have an inner beauty that tinges their melancholy? For the indifferent, to whom nature offers an insipid and cold objectivity, life even when fully enjoyed is a sum of missed opportunities. — Emil M. Cioran, On the Heights of Despair . (University Of Chicago Press; 1 edition October 1, 1996) Originally published 1933.

It is not in mere sport that Paris has been called a hell. Take the phrase for truth. There all is smoke and fire, everything gleams, crackles, flames, evaporates, dies out, then lights up again, with shooting sparks, and is consumed.

On August 27 Richard Harding Davis, star of the American correspondents who were then in Belgium, made his way to Louvain by troop train. He was kept locked in the railroad car by the Germans, but the fire had by then reached the Boulevard Tirlemont facing the railroad station and he could see "the steady straight columns of flames" rising from the rows of houses.