“Sometimes, the embers are better then the campfire. It's strange, but it's true.” — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“White world, great trouble, not a sound, only the embers, sound of dying, dying glow” — Samuel Beckett Copy Share Image
My water will not turn off your embers. Because I know, you have your own burning — Saharadsert Copy Share Image
Good deeds in this life are coals raked up in embers, to make a fire next day — Thomas Overbury Copy Share Image
“I picked Ember. After I started working with Mortin.' 'Why?' 'Because embers turn into flames.” — Ned Vizzini Copy Share Image
Yea, though the breath of disappointment should chill the sanguine heart, Speedily gloweth it again, warmed by the live embers of hope. — Henry Ward Beecher Copy Share Image
In my joy I thrust my hand into the live embers, but quickly drew it out with a cry of pain. How… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Reunions are always fraught with awkward tensions - the necessity to account for oneself; the attempt to find, through memories, an ember… — Anita Shreve Copy Share Image
Why did I become a writer? A bird's feather on my windowpane in winter and all at once there arose in my… — Rene Char Copy Share Image
I fear not, I see not reason for fear. In the end we will be the victors. For though at times the… — Thomas Paine Copy Share Image
Do your heart and head keep pace? When does hoary Love expire, When do frosts put out the fire? Can its embers… — Edmund Clarence Stedman Copy Share Image
“...dark embers smolder inside me - one touch and they flare - who would have thought memory combustible, or near you bright… — John Geddes Copy Share Image
Even the smallest act of discipleship or the tiniest ember of belief can become a blazing bonfire of a consecrated life. — Dieter F. Uchtdorf Copy Share Image
Love wakes much and sleeps little and, in sleeping, does not sleep. It faints is not weary; it is restricted in its… — Thomas a Kempis Copy Share Image
She realized all at once that Doon, thin, dark eyed Doon, with his troublesome temper and his terrible brown jacket, and his… — Jeanne DuPrau Copy Share Image
Gamaun is a dainty steed, Strong, black, and of a noble breed, Full of fire, and full of bone, With all his… — Bryan Procter Copy Share Image
There is so much darkness in Ember, Lina. It's not just outside, it's inside us, too. Everyone has some darkness inside. It's… — Jeanne DuPrau Copy Share Image
I was a thorn rushing to be with a rose, vinegar blending with honey… Then I found some dirt to make an… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“The past is to be learned from but not lived in. We look back to claim the embers from glowing experiences but… — Jeffrey R. Holland Copy Share Image
They lifted their faces to the astonishing warmth. The sky arched over them, a pale, clear blue. Lina felt as though a… — Jeanne DuPrau Copy Share Image
Deep inside her (ih her harrowed soul) she felt a glowing ember of fury at the man responsible for this. Tha man… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
Mars tugs at the human imagination like no other planet. With a force mightier than gravity, it attracts the eye to its… — John Noble Wilford Copy Share Image
She poured the water, arranged some bread near enough the embers to scorch but not catch fire, and looked up at Little… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
This song of mine Is a song of the vine To be sung by the glowing embers Of wayside inns, When the… — Henry Wadsworth Longfellow Copy Share Image
Simon, would you still care for me if you discovered I was not who I say I am?" What do you mean?"… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
“Again, that fist struck from inside. And then bones snapped, punching outward, ripping through muscle and skin as if his chest cavity… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
Will closed his eyes. He could not hear Jem go, not anymore; he did not want to know the moment when he… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Because they do burn leaves here, the older folks do, and I remember now that I love it and always have. The… — Megan Abbott Copy Share Image
To be a good storyteller one must be gloriously alive. It is not possible to kindle fresh fires from burned-out embers. I… — Ruth Sawyer Copy Share Image
We're all embers from the same fire. Our ember winks out, we're ashes, we go back to the fire. — William Shatner Copy Share Image
