“When I am dead, take my ashes and make a computer with them.” — Guillaume Morissette Copy Share Image
“I tried to help you turn the page by burning it, but you fucking kept sniffing the ashes!” — Ahmed Mostafa Copy Share Image
Nothing is right and nothing is just; We sow in ashes and reap in dust. — Violet Fane Copy Share Image
I cry out from the ashes, burned with sin and shame. I ask you Lord to make me whole again. — Rebecca St. James Copy Share Image
I wish to be cremated. One tenth of my ashes shall be given to my agent, as written in our contract. — Groucho Marx Copy Share Image
Every masterpiece is just dirt and ash put together in some perfect way. — Chuck Palahniuk Copy Share Image
Misfortune sprinkles ashes on the head of the man, but falls like dew on the heart of the woman, and brings forth… — Anna Cora Mowatt Copy Share Image
“I want the dead lovers of the world to hear our laughter, and grow sad. I want a breath of our passion… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
God scorns and mocks the devil, in setting under his very nose a poor, weak, human creature, mere dust and ashes, yet… — Martin Luther Copy Share Image
How can I appreciate light from an aging sun shining through new configurations neither pine nor ash? How can I extol the… — Pattiann Rogers Copy Share Image
Also, what mountains of dead ashes, wreck and burnt bones, does assiduous pedantry dig up from the past time and name it… — Thomas Carlyle Copy Share Image
It was a hurting tune, resigned, a cry of heartache for all in the world that fell apart. As ash rose black… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
“I opened the bag and ran my hand through his ashes. He’s like an instant universe. Just add a little water, and… — Trebor Healey Copy Share Image
They have demons on Antarctica?” “Yeah,” Ash breathed. “It wasn’t always covered by ice, that was just a precaution when they buried… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
Guru's family gave me a piece of his ashes. I saw the gold box of ashes that his father had when we… — DJ Premier Copy Share Image
She felt so old, so worn out, so far away from the best moments of her life that she even yearned for… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
I've always thought what was I before I was this and then what will I be when I leave here. I really… — Halle Berry Copy Share Image
Whence arose all the horrid assassinations of whole nations of men, women, and infants, with which the Bible is filled; and the… — Thomas Paine Copy Share Image
“Golbuchiks? Golbuchiks are ashes, entrails, dung, stove smoke, clay, and they’ll all return to clay. They’re full of dirt, candle oil, droppings,… — Tatyana Tolstaya Copy Share Image
Man must be able to recover, to win out, triumph over adversity. And I don't mean just the little adversity like paying… — Frank Capra Copy Share Image
I stare at this ceaseless, rushing crowd and imagine a time a hundred years from now. In a hundred years everybody here-me… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Ring around the rosie. A pocket full of posie. Ashes ashes, we all fall down. Some people say that this poem is… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image