Relationship doesn’t remain, We resonate on different flames, I could cut you down again, If you were like all other men, If… — Amy Winehouse Copy Share Image
“Now no sign, no scorch or char, marks the place where George built the fire. Remarkable, earth's strength to restore itself and… — Larry Watson Copy Share Image
And the life of the ebony clock went out with that of the last of the gay. And the flames of the… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
Most things are born in the mothering darkness and most things die. Darkness is the womb of creation, my boy. But the… — Zora Neale Hurston Copy Share Image
Sometimes, a flame can be utterly extinguished. Sometimes, a flame can shrink and waver, but sometimes a flame refuses to go out.… — Karen Hesse Copy Share Image
“He opened his eyes for an instant. Other people were writing and melting, but my brother stopped his flight long enough to… — Alice Hoffman Copy Share Image
“I don't see the fire, I see colours. Beautiful colours dancing in the dark, waiting to torch the souls of many, charming… — Arti Manani Copy Share Image
In Hollywood, maybe only ten percent will make it and the other ninety percent try. This elusive dream of making it and… — Conrad Hall Copy Share Image
Take an arrow, and hold it in flame for the space of ten pulses, and when it cometh forth you shall find… — Francis Bacon Copy Share Image
Science, freedom, beauty, adventure: what more could you ask of life? Aviation combined all the elements I loved. There was science in… — Charles Lindbergh Copy Share Image
“And when we say also that the Word, who is the first-birth of God, was produced without sexual union, and that He,… — Justin Martyr 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
To be a writer is to sit down at one's desk in the chill portion of every day, and to write; not… — John Hersey 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
When you consider something like death, after which (there being no news flash to the contrary) we may well go out like… — Diane Ackerman Copy Share Image
In every combustion there is disengagement of the matter of fire or of light. A body can burn only in pure air… — Antoine Lavoisier Copy Share Image
Those candle flames were like the lives of men. So fragile. So deadly. Left alone, they lit and warmed. Let run rampant,… — Brandon Sanderson Copy Share Image
True meditation can never be done with the mind. Very often we make a mistake when we say that we are meditating… — Sri Chinmoy Copy Share Image
When everything that is called art was well and truly riddled with rheumatism, the photographer lit the thousands of candles whose power… — Tristan Tzara Copy Share Image
They sin who tell us love can die; With life all other passions fly, All others are but vanity. . . .… — Robert Southey Copy Share Image
I might not be a psychiatrist, but I am convinced that sex is not as important as we tend to make it.… — Xaviera Hollander Copy Share Image
Sit in front of an object of concentration with the eyes open. Focus on a candle flame, or a yantra, a little… — Frederick Lenz Copy Share Image
Do you think you can cure the hatreds and the maladjustments of the world by hanging them? You simply show your ignorance… — Clarence Darrow Copy Share Image
Private prayer is like straw scattered here and there: If you set it on fire it makes a lot of little flames.… — John Vianney Copy Share Image
“But you grew out of it.” “Grew? No. I burned it all down, drank myself into a stupor, pissed off everyone I… — Noah Hawley Copy Share Image
I had always hoped that the younger generation receiving their early impressions after the flame of liberty had been kindled in every… — Thomas Jefferson Copy Share Image
Color is life, for a world without color seems dead. As a flame produces light, light produces color. As intonation lends color… — Johannes Itten Copy Share Image
When you're playing a real character, you want to honor that person and receive inspiration from that person. They need to anoint… — Lorraine Toussaint Copy Share Image
Whilst all the land was ringed with bristling arms And flames laid waste our world, All that was left me was a… — Stefan Zweig Copy Share Image
A dungeon horrible, on all sides round, As one great furnace, flamed; yet from those flames No light, but rather darkness visible… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Since we are dead in sin, a spiritual light and flame in the heart suitable to the nature of the object of… — Stephen Charnock Copy Share Image
Across the San Joaquin valley, across California, across the entire nation, wherever there are injustices against men and women and children who… — Cesar Chavez Copy Share Image
It's a great medium for trivia and hobbies, but not the place for reasoned, reflective judgment. Suprisingly often, discussions degenerate into acrimony,… — Clifford Stoll Copy Share Image
Rumors are like lightning on summer tinder, producing flames that dance in flickering brilliance from person to person, sometimes flaring in great… — Stephen Leigh Copy Share Image
I do not believe that we can put into anyone ideas which are not in him already. As a rule there are… — Albert Schweitzer Copy Share Image
I know we promised Haymitch, we'd do exactly what they said, but I don't think he considered this angle.' 'Where is Haymitch,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
God discovers the martyr and confessor without the trial of flames and tortures, and will hereafter entitle many to the reward of… — Joseph Addison Copy Share Image
The closest fires were near enough for us to hear the crackling flames and the yells of firemen. Little fires grew into… — Ernie Pyle Copy Share Image
Till o'er the wreck, emerging from the storm, Immortal Nature lifts her changeful form: Mounts from her funeral pyre on wings of… — Erasmus Darwin Copy Share Image
It was a bad one, the Winter of 1933. Wading home that night through flames of snow, my toes burning, my ears… — John Fante Copy Share Image