Quotes About Fire

Every smoker is an embodiment of Prometheus, stealing fire from the gods and bringing it on back home.

I burn with no causes

They seemed to have taken all of their smoothly cultivated ignorance, their exquisitely learned self-hatred, their elaborately designed hopelessness and sucked it all up into a fiery cone of scorn that had burned for ages in the hollows of their minds? cooled ?and spilled over lips of outrage, consuming whatever was in its path.

The fire seemed to live, go down, or die according to its own schemata. In the morning, however, it always saw fit to die.

Reverend Father is the only kind man I ever see. When I arrive here I believe it is the place he warns against. The freezing in hell that comes before the everlasting fire where sinners bubble and singe forever. But the ice comes first, he says. And when I see knives of it hanging from the houses and trees and feel the white air burn my face I am certain the fire is coming.

Whatever's burning in me is mine

Wat hij deed (...) stanste het glanzende ijzer uit Sethes ogen, zodat er twee putten overbleven die de gloed van het vuur niet weerkaatsten.

Fire. How quick. How purposefully it ate whatever had been built, what had been life. Cleansing somehow and scandalous in beauty.

By the light of the hominy fire Sixo straightens. He is through with his song. He laughs. A rippling sound like Sethe's sons make when they tumble in hay or splash in rainwater. His feet are cooking; the cloth of his trousers smokes. He laughs. Something is funny. Paul D guesses what it is when Sixo interrupts his laughter to call out, Seven-O! Seven-O!

I stood by the fire, everyone around me so cheerful, and thought what an odd creature I am – even I know that. Too much space and I'm frightened, too little and I'm frightened. There is indeed no comfortable place for me – I am too near the fire or too far away. Behind

Often, there may be a culture of a hidden reward system that encourages heroics and a "cowboy culture". For instance, one person may work throughout the night for an entire weekend fighting a fire and get rewarded as the hero who saved the day. What is overlooked is that if one person can save the entire boat, one person can probably sink it, too.

There will come a time of fire and night, when enemies rise and empires fall, when the stars themselves begin to die.

This is weird, Madison. You want me to raise your husbands fire children.

I heard Carl shout, and I turned to see Roland now on fire, though not as bright as his sister. Carl simply kicked him into the pool, where he fell like a rock, extinguished.

Slowly, the fire rolled down to her hands, and there was this jittery flame and she was holding it. She was holding it in her hands, cupped together. It looked like what love must look like, just barely there, so easy to extinguish. ? Kevin Wilson tags: nothing-to-see-here

Darling, it is your darkness where I want my body to be buried. You burn me at both ends, send the geese bumping within my skin.

How humid the heart, its messy rooms! We eat spicy food, sweat like wood and smolder like the coal mine that caught fire decades ago, yet still smokes more than my great-uncle who will not quit- or go out-

I do not restrain desire Until my desire is satisfied Or until my body touches hers, Or my soul from my body goes. When I am dead, open my tomb, You will see my heart on fire And my shroud in smoke.

Aeneas comes to her court a suppliant, impoverished and momentarily timid. He is a good-looking man. If anything, his scars emphasize that. The aura of his divine failure wraps around him like a cloak. Dido feels the tender contempt of the strong for the unlucky, but this is mixed with something else, a hunger that worms through her bones and leaves them hollow, to be filled with fire.

Someone will pull you from the fire, someone else wrap you in flame. -The Givens

Ours was a city on fire with becoming, the suburbs reaching farther from the core by the week.

I always put clothes and family photos under the mattress, in case the house burns down.

You're not like other people and it pains me to see you do something so common when I know there's much more to you than that. (Jack) How do you know? (Lorelei) I see it every time I look at you. You have a passion for life that burns so bright it almost singes me to be near it. Every time I see you suppress that fire it pains me. I don't want anything to extinguish that fire. (Jack)

I was thinking of setting myself on fire tonight. Would you mind? (Callie) What? (Sin) Ha! I knew it. I knew I could get you to talk. Just think, a whole word, too. Who knows if I keep this up, I might have you speaking an entire sentence by week's end. (Callie)