Sorrow, the heart must bear, Sits in the home of each, conspicuous there. Many a circumstance, at least, Touches the very breast.… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
Burn worldly love, rub the ashes and make ink of it, make the heart the pen, the intellect the writer, write that… — Guru Nanak Copy Share Image
Out of the dusk a shadow, Then a spark; Out of the cloud a silence, Then a lark; Out of the heart… — John B. Tabb Copy Share Image
O lust, thou infernal fire, whose fuel is gluttony; whose flame is pride, whose sparkles are wanton words; whose smoke is infamy;… — Francis Quarles Copy Share Image
Standing at the end of your run with the ball in your hand preparing to bowl the first ball of an Ashes… — Glenn McGrath Copy Share Image
I am ashes where I once was fire, And the bard in my bosom is dead; What I loved I now merely… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Something the heart must have to cherish, Must love and joy and sorrow learn; Something with passion clasp, or perish And in… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
I was a fortnight away from my 16th birthday when the fabled 2005 Ashes series ended. My hero-worship throughout it belonged to… — Jonny Bairstow Copy Share Image
Al-Ghazali is the most important philosophical theologian of classical Islam, and Moderation in Belief is among his most important works. It sets… — Peter Adamson Copy Share Image
My monochrome pictures are not my definite works, but the preparation for my works. They are the leftovers from the creative processes,… — Yves Klein Copy Share Image
If they can’t survive alone for four days once a year, they deserve to die. (Acheron) That’s harsh, for you. (Dante) Harsh?… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
The flash would prove that proton decay really happens. The flash would mean that the matter of the proton - the solid… — Jerry Spinelli Copy Share Image
This is a valley of ashes--a fantastic farm where ashes grow like wheat into ridges and hills and grotesque gardens; where ashes… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
...there are some children who aren't really children at all, they're just pillars of flame that burn everything they touch. And there… — Sherman Alexie Copy Share Image
“Love me this first day of June. I'd rather sleep with ashes than priestly wisdom. Of all the lonely places in the… — Leonard Cohen Copy Share Image
The one term I don't like to be called is a 'vulture.' Because to me, a vulture is a kind of asset-stripper… — Wilbur Ross Copy Share Image
An innings of neurotic violence, of eccentric watchfulness, of brainless impetuosity and incontinent savagery - it was an extraordinary innings, a masterpiece… — Simon Barnes Copy Share Image
Never give us what we really want. Cut the dream into pieces and scatter them like ashes. Dole out the empty promises.… — Scott Westerfeld Copy Share Image
“How downhearted was Meer at night! Whatever came to his lips became a cry for help. When he started on the path… — Khushwant Singh Copy Share Image
I can't do this Ash. It's killing me. Having you this close and not touching you is driving me insane. You're his… — Abbi Glines Copy Share Image
Is there a chance? A fragment of light at the end of the tunnel? A reason to fight? Is there a chance… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Remember finally, that the ashes that were on your forehead are created from the burnt palms of last Palm Sunday. New beginnings… — Richard Rohr Copy Share Image
Opinion is called the queen of the world; it is so, for when reason opposes it, it is condemned to death. It… — Voltaire Copy Share Image
“Let Ian laugh. Let him believe pain will ruin me. I know better. I've already been ruined once, and I know how… — C.J. Redwine Copy Share Image
“I'll burn, he thought, and be scattered in ashes all over the continental lands. I'll be put to use. Just a little… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
Lucifer also has died with God, and from his ashes has arisen a spiteful demon who does not even understand the object… — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
media saturation is probably very destructive to art. New movements get overexposed and exhausted before they have a chance to grow, and… — Joyce Johnson Copy Share Image
“When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunrise… — A. M. Hudson Copy Share Image
We will all, someday, experience death, and become obsolete as a dead leaf falling from a tree, crushed by passersby to ashes… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The bread I eat in London, is a deleterious paste, mixed up with chalk, alum, and bone ashes: insipid to the taste,… — Tobias Smollett Copy Share Image
Fiorito has all the right stuff. His splendid memoir about his relationship with his dying father belongs on that small shelf with… — Mordecai Richler Copy Share Image
You're killing me here, Ash. Good, she said. She'd bend a few rules, but they both knew she wasn't going to push… — Melissa Marr Copy Share Image
“All that remains is regret for what might have been. It is like standing in the ashes of a fire you once… — Elizabeth Chadwick Copy Share Image
“The last time somebody was cremated, his ashes were sprinkled from a crop duster. We all ran for cover. We liked him… — Gayden Metcalfe Copy Share Image
You Republicans are the arsonists who burned down our national home. Now you have the nerve to criticize the 'architect' America just… — Frank Schaeffer Copy Share Image
Don't save something good for a later place. Don't hold back from your students, from the poor, don't try to keep anything… — Annie Dillard Copy Share Image
Lastly, the ashes left behind, May daily show to move the mind, That to ashes and dust return we must: Then think,… — George Wither Copy Share Image
We are made of stellar ash. Our origin and evolution have been tied to distant cosmic events. The exploration of the cosmos… — Carl Sagan Copy Share Image
“From the ashes a fire shall be woken, A light from the shadows shall spring; Renewed shall be blade that was broken,… — J.R.R. Tolkien Copy Share Image
My youth passed at the time of the country's reconstruction from the ruins and ashes of the war in which my nation… — Lech Walesa Copy Share Image
