“I will cast flowers on my own grave before I am dead. And I will tell people how good I were, in… — Langston Hughes Copy Share Image
When I can no more stir my soul to move, and life is but the ashes of a fire; when I can… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
It was a very aged, ghostly place; the church had been built many hundreds of years ago, and had once had a… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
“Ages passed slowly, like a load of hay, As the flowers recited their lines And pike stirred at the bottom of the… — John Ashbery Copy Share Image
I was a cub reporter on a local newspaper in Limerick city, and I used to cover the district court meetings. All… — Kevin Barry Copy Share Image
If there's any guy crazy enough to attack me, I'm going to show him the end of the world -- close up.… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
“Mary had the same face as ma used to have sitting staring into the ashes it was funny that face it slowly… — Patrick McCabe Copy Share Image
Ash paused as he entered the house to find the three women lined up and... singing to... dear gods, anything but this.… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
Mark how fleeting and paltry is the estate of man-yesterday in embryo, tomorrow a mummy or ashes. So for the hairsbreadth of… — Marcus Aurelius Copy Share Image
Many appear full of mildness and sweetness as long as everything goes their own way; but the moment any contradiction or adversity… — Bernard of Clairvaux Copy Share Image
Lestat: I despise you! I ought to destroy you-finish what I started when I made you. Turn you into ashes and sift… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Some things are too terrible to grasp at once. Other things - naked, sputtering, indelible in their horror - are too terrible… — Donna Tartt Copy Share Image
“Nothing grows among its pinnacles; there is no shade except under great toadstools of sandstone whose bases have been eaten to the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“This is a valley of ashes - a fantastic farm where ashes grow like wheat into ridges and hills and grotesque gardens;… — F. Scott Fitzgerald Copy Share Image
I wander though China. Without ever having boarded a plane. My travels take place here in the Tokoyo subways, in the backseat… — Haruki Murakami Copy Share Image
Yes, the sky was now a devastating, home-cooked red. The small German town had been flung apart one more time. Snowflakes of… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
At the age of 12 I won the school prize for Best English Essay. The prize was a copy of Somerset Maugham's… — Wilbur Smith Copy Share Image
Hey, T-Rex? Remind me next time I want to get smartass with you that it’s a really stupid move on my part?… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
Man ever talks, and Man ever dreams Of better days that are yet to be, After glittering goal, that distant gleams, Running… — Friedrich Schiller Copy Share Image
There's only three major elements. Air, land, which is your flesh and water, which is your blood. You're walking on a third… — Eddie Griffin Copy Share Image
The Life Cube Burn is cathartic, fun, exciting, and even reverent. It's a spectacular opportunity to put a sense of finality to… — Scott Cohen Copy Share Image
For example, because I'm a lapsed geologist, I followed the eruption of Icelandic volcano Eyjafjallajökull in 2010 in great detail, amassing a… — Suw Charman-Anderson Copy Share Image
For life is a fire burning along a piece of string--or is it a fuse to a powder keg which we call… — Robert Penn Warren Copy Share Image
Since the Icelandic volcano obviously needs a virgin sacrifice and the Catholic Church obviously needs new leadership the Pope must volunteer to… — Bill Maher Copy Share Image
An old Arabian fable tells of a prince imprisoned in a castle which had thirteen windows. Twelve of these windows overlooked lovely… — James Keller Copy Share Image
I was reading an interview with Keith Richards in a magazine and in the interview Keith Richards intimated that kids should not… — Denis Leary Copy Share Image
How hard a thing is life to the lowly and yet how human and real is it? And all this life and… — W. E. B. Du Bois Copy Share Image
What kind of woman is still able to trust people after everything she's been through? If she'd been Vin, she would have… — Brandon Sanderson Copy Share Image
We're all embers from the same fire. Our ember winks out, we're ashes, we go back to the fire. I like that… — William Shatner Copy Share Image
“When the ashes of the wildfire of love have been scattered in the hazy den of oblivion and emotions have gone out… — Erik Pevernagie Copy Share Image
Were you raised in a barn? You don't just walk into someone's house." Ash laughed. "I have an open invitation to enter… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
The body is a multilingual being. It speaks through its color and its temperature, the flush of recognition, the glow of love,… — Clarissa Pinkola Estes Copy Share Image
It is the Soviet Union that runs against the tide of history . . . . [It is] the march of freedom… — Ronald Reagan Copy Share Image
I wanted to get more serialized. I had this idea for an event that would click onto everybody's mortality. I said, "I… — Denis Leary Copy Share Image
“Staring out to sea, I finally forced myself to stop thinking of her as someone still somewhere, if only in memory, still… — John Fowles Copy Share Image
The ash her purple drops forgivingly And sadly, breaking not the general hush; The maple swamps glow like a sunset sea, Each… — James Russell Lowell Copy Share Image
His fingers skimmed down her body, over skin and satin, and she shivered, leaning into him, and she was sure they both… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Sisa shut up the cabin and covered the few embers with ash so they wouldn’t go out, as people do with their… — José Rizal Copy Share Image
“In the Novel He described her mouth as full of ashes. So when he kissed her finally he was thinking about ashes… — Susan Stewart Copy Share Image
The burning of a book is a sad, sad sight, for even though a book is nothing but ink and paper, it… — Anonymous Copy Share Image