Quotes About Fire

You know what they say of revolutionaries—'Once it is over, we must vanish, for the fire that destroys cannot build.

Bitterness is like cancer. It eats upon the host. But anger is like fire. It burns it all clean. MAYA ANGELOU

You're here because you're odd. Exceptional Unrelenting, Jane followed me to the edge of the circle. "You're unusual, Georgiana. And that is far more dangerous than any fire."

The tortured sounds followed Niall as he stumbled back to the hearth. Muted cries, choking sobs, mingled with the snapping, crackling clamor of the hungry fire. Time passed with lumbering slowness as Niall stared into the agitated flames, hearing it all from some place far away, even as the night's horror charred its memory into his soul. Never had he hurt so, not from any wound in battle, not from . . . He paused. The sounds

A spark can become a flame, a flame a fire.

In some of us there's a fire that burns too brightly. It makes us feel things differently, painfully—even great joy. To feed that fire too often, to make the flames too strong is to destroy yourself. Ye burn and burn and burn. 'Tis too painful to live that kind of life. Yet 'tis beautiful, too. Too beautiful for words or thought, too beautiful to look upon. Ye can climb to the heavens on the colors of those flames, but ye can also fall into darkness without end.

Say that you want me." His tongue was as hot as his fire. "Holy Odin and all the little cherubs, I thought that was pretty clear. I do want you, very much." "Tell me you accept what I am." "A dragon, you mean?" I wiggled my hips against him, dragging my nails gently up his sides and back. "Yes, I totally accept that you're really a dragon in a super-hot man package.

If silence is golden, then Zen may be called an alchemy that transforms all things into gold by purifying them in the fire of the negation of all words and letters, names and concepts, logical methods and theoretical systems...

She's a librarian, Sim said. They're not teachers; don't give you half as much hassle. If there's a fire in the school and I've got to choose who I'm gonna save - a teacher or a librarian - the teacher's gonna burn every time. (p. 24)

Then the image came back into his head. His wife Mary, pinned to the ceiling, blood pooling outward from her stomach, fire surrounding and consuming her.

We knew that we'd set something on fire that I still can't control, quite honestly.

Charley looked like someone from a Greek play, Electra, or Cassandra. She looked like someone had just set her favorite city on fire.

It's a power that I can't explain. As it flows and it grows and it shapes my faith. There've been hundreds of moments I can't deny. When it brushe against the fire or dwelt in the Fire of God.

The human being is a surprisingly resilient organism. We are impelled toward health not sickness. Your spirit, as surely as your body, will try to heal....So you should not fear tragedy and suffering. Like love, they make you more a part of the human family. From them can come your greatest creativity. They are the fire that burns you pure.

of its usage. "The Creator loves the smell of sweetgrass. If you smoke the pipe and pray and then put sweetgrass on the fire, he will listen to you.

EUROPA Europa costs you a dollar. No one cares, Including her. She's got clean sheets And a fire in winter. Why bother Becoming a bull, O Zeus!

Be ever courteous should the case allow--sweet malt is ever made by gentle fire.

La reina se decía experimentada en la pasión, en cuyos fuegos se había quemado muchas veces;

But what is passion, what are emotions? There is the source of fire, there is the fullness of energy. A man who is not on fire is nothing: he is ridiculous, he is two-dimensional. He must be on fire even if he does make a fool of himself. A flame must burn somewhere, otherwise no light shines; there is no warmth, nothing.

When our natural inheritance has been dissipated, then the spirit too, as Heraclitus says, has descended from its fiery heights. But when spirit becomes heavy it turns to water, and with Luciferian presumption the intellect usurps the seat where once the spirit was enthroned. The spirit may legitimately claim the patria potestas over the soul; not so the earth-born intellect, which is man's sword or hammer, and not a creator of spiritual worlds, a father of the soul.

I can confirm by a modern dream the element of prognosis (or precognition) that can be found in an old dream quoted by Artemidorus of Daldis, in the second century A.D.: A man dreamed that he saw his father die in the flames of a house on fire. Not long afterward, he himself died in a phlegmone (fire, or high fever), which I presume was pneumonia.

only down below can we find the fiery source of life.

By confining our activity to a single sphere we have handed ourselves over to a master who is not infrequently to end up by suppressing the rest of our capacities. While in one place a luxuriant imagination ravages the hard-earned fruits of the intellect, in another the spirit of abstraction stifles the fire at which the heart might have warmed itself and the fancy been enkindled.

Give me your hand, a human hand, so that you can hold me to the earth with it, for whirling veins of fire swoop me up, and exultant longing tears me toward the zenith.