Quotes About Fire

You could toast marshmallows on the warmth of his regard.

Det bästa målet är en nattlång rast, där elden tänds och brödet bryts i hast. På ställen, där man sover blott en gång, blir sömnen trygg och drömmen full av sång.

For love is a mantle and love is a fire And love is a velvet dress; I have seen them pass as I roamed the moor In my rags and nakedness.

Like ashes, grey and tarnished, My sins are sifting down: I'll have a heart fire-burnished To carry back to town!

A single tree can make a hundred thousand matches, and a single match can burn a hundred thousand trees.

Books have the same enemies as people: fire, humidity, animals, weather, and their own content. —Paul Valéry

Then, with a stately leap, the sun bounded into the sky, and the whole, messy, beautiful, broken world was stained with fire.

Reflected briefly in the car's polished black door, just as his visitor ducked back into the sheltering shadow of the shutters, was not a darkly menacing shadow-shape laced with fire, but the stern, majestic figure of an armored warrior, with a diadem of stars bound across its noble brow and dark pinions sweeping from powerful shoulders to trail rainbows behind. And what its strong hands were cradling against its armored breast was not a radiator mascot but a tiny winged cherub.

He sat on his shelf as still as a stone, and half his mind was somewhere else. There, fires broke out; there were cries of terror both human and feline; he was responsible and not responsible. It was long ago but not so far away.

I met a new girl at a barbecue. A very pretty blonde girl, I think. I don't know for sure. Her hair was on fire. And all she talked about was herself. "I'm on fire!" You know the type. "Jesus Christ, help me! Put me out!" Come on, can we talk about me a little bit?

Life is not tried it is merely survived if you're standing outside the fire.

When the dead do walk seek water's run, for this the Dead will always shun. Swift river's best or broadest lake to ward the dead and have and make. If water fails thee, fire's thy friend, if neither guards it will be thy end.

It was a Saturday that you somehow knew was going to be one of the last beautiful days of fall. The sun was shining hot, like it thought it was still July, and November drizzles were a whole season away. The sky was blue and a few white clouds were easing themselves along like they didn't care. The grass was warm and sweet, like April, but the trees hadn't forgotten it was October. They were all on fire, and behind their leaves, the birds were singing their last songs.

There is coming a storm of fire and blood, Mixtli.

Cus D'Amato, who trained Mike Tyson, said emotions, particularly anger, are like fire. They can cook your food and keep you warm, or they can burn your house down. Many great athletes use anger in a positive way. Anger motivates them. Anger steels their resolve. It is much better to become angry than to become afraid.

Love is but a fire that is to be transmitted.

The fiercest fire is hatred.

We all love conflagrations. When the sky changes color, it is a dead man's passing.

Then the lightning struck. A massive display of multiple lightning strikes painted the sky with a frightening brush. It lit the combustible elements in the whirlwind. A rainstorm of fire and brimstone from heaven engulfed the four cities of the plain in a furnace of sulfurous flames. Nothing survived.

But he was not merely a serpent. His name in another sense meant 'brazen brightness,' and like other Watchers, he was a Shining One. His body was like beryl, his face like the appearance of lightning, his eyes like torches of fire, his arms and feet like burnished bronze. The 'Serpent of Eden' became a useful allusion, because he had been cursed by Elohim to crawl the earth away from his heavenly abode with the Sons of God.

Someday, after mastering the winds, the waves, the tides, and gravity, we shall harness . . . the energies of love, and then, for a second time in the history of the world, man will have discovered fire.

Hugo learned that Prometheus had created humankind out of mud, and then stolen fire from the gods as a gift for the people he had made, so they could survive. So Prometheus was a thief.

3At each and every sunrise you will hear my voice As I prepare my sacrifice of prayer to you. Every morning I lay out the pieces of my life on the altar And wait for your fire to fall upon my heart.

each and every sunrise you will hear my voice As I prepare my sacrifice of prayer to you. Every morning I lay out the pieces of my life on the altar And wait for your fire to fall upon my heart.b