Time flames like a paraffin stove / and what burns are the…

I've really learned a lot, really learned a lot, love is like a stove, burns you when it's hot

— Roy Orbison

“...the pond remembers another time: when flames were for warmth and children didn't have to run from their light.”

— Patrick Woodcock

The firelight magnified our shadows, glinted off the silver, flickered high upon the walls; its reflection roared orange in the windowpanes as if a…

— Donna Tartt

Dumbledore was on his feet again, pale as any of the surrounding Inferi, but taller than any too, the fire dancing in his eyes;…

— Anonymous

“I was going to light a cigarette in their flames, like I was the cool girl in Heathers …”

— Rainbow Rowell

Those candle flames were like the lives of men. So fragile. So deadly. Left alone, they lit and warmed. Let run rampant, they would…

— Brandon Sanderson

“scattered cracking sounds bristling gaps in the wood every now and then the red mark of a gunshot splinters of a language forgotten or,…

— Lorand Gaspar

It's funny how certain objects convey a message - my washer and dryer, for example. They can't speak, of course, but whenever I pass…

— David Sedaris

Death smells like homemade applesauce as it cooks on the stove. It is not the strangling scent of illness. It is not fear. It…

— Rachel Corrie

Here we grow the flax and grain; here we raise the meat they eat, and the wool to keep them warm; we cut trees…

— Ernest Poole

Maybe we should be directing our anger elsewhere - like toward Wall Street. Why is it we never think of Big Business when we…

— Michael Moore

I know that you like to see a man in the kitchen, but I'm skeptical of men who cook. A man should be focusing…

— Gene Simmons

Iron and coal dominated everywhere, from grey to black: the black boots, the black stove-pipe hat, the black coach or carriage, the black iron…

— Lewis Mumford

Every morning the cuisinier must start again at zero, with nothing on the stove. That is what real cuisine is all about.

— Fernand Point

Even the stove and the refrigerator looked human, I mean good human - they seemed to have arms and voices and they said, hang…

— Charles Bukowski