Quotes About Iron

If you wake up in some field during a storm with an iron bar glued to your hand, obviously someone wants you to be a lightning rod.

Wedlock: it had a dull metallic sound, like an iron door clicking shut.

The sky was growing dangerously light when I left Lestat and made my way to the secret place, below an abandoned building where I kept the iron coffin in which I lie. This is no unusual configuration among our kind-the sad old building, my title to it, or the cellar room cut off from the world above by iron doors no mortal could independently seek to lift.

Yeah, exactly. But, actually, boards prefer iron. All that glitters is not hovery.

Poetry is about as much a 'criticism of life' as red-hot iron is a criticism of fire.

Iron is the final peal of a star's natural life.

Man is frail. Man is prone to fallacies, errors, vice, and greed, but good iron never fails. Combine hard iron with a good man and you have the makings of a legend or a myth.

All iron comes from stars," Seeker replied, her hand still not quite brushing the hilt of the blade. "It's the last element they can burn before they go nova. Iron's the skeletons of stars, and it's what makes our blood red. I

We'd prefer to see Faerie driven entirely from the iron world," Jane said, abandoning her pretense of being an observer when the Bunyip stared at her. "And I want Matthew back. Unharmed. He's too useful to be left wandering around uncontrolled.

The city, a beast all its own: a beast of stone with iron teeth and a heart of hot meat, pulsing living blood through its arteries and avenues.

He wanted to close his eyes at the declaration, remembering the heat of a crimson iron close enough to curl his lashes. The hand that did not hold his cane tightened on a bit of silk in his socket, and something pricked him. The enchanted nail Kit had given him, and Will drew strength from it.

Diplomacy amounts to nothing; it all comes down to blood and iron in the end." "Don't misquote Bismark at me.

She smelled of clotted blood: iron and salt. I thought about iron and salt, and bindings and chains.

He sailed forward, the dark iron in his hand burning like a spear of light, a voice like a choir of falcons bellowing Lucifer's name somehow rising in his throat and everything a fury of gold-barred black and searing light.

She wore no iron rings; the city itself pained her.

Gold for collars and bindings. Silver for protection. Werewolves and wampyrs and such. And protection from iron, of course.

In his second night in his room in the Salt Tower, Kit had tried to make his escape through the reflections in the narrow windows; he'd been unable to touch the power of the Darkling Glass at all, and he had wondered at how easily the iron rings on his fingers quelled all the strength he knew he had in him.

Curled tight as a caterpillar, his fingers laced through the bridle as if the touch of iron could ease his agony, he still flinched when the light struck his face.

Pearl earrings stood in stark contrast to the twisted iron torc that rode her throat, matte black roundelles flanking the notch of her collar bone.

He wasn't sure if the salt and iron he tasted was blood and the bridle, or Mehiel's tears.

No plough iron ever cut this-here hill afore, not in the whole time of man,' Henry said.

the Ukraine. Its rich grain-producing lands would be essential for the Bolsheviks to feed Russia's hungry masses, and its industries produced 75 percent of Russia's iron and 60 percent of its steel.

I only work with the real Punk, like the CM Punk or the Chance the Rapper.

Folks had draped strange flags over their iron porticoes with drawings of pineapples and the word WELCOME. The South was like that, festive but impenetrable.