Ashes Quote by Gregory Galloway

“Nothing lasts forever,' I said, flicking cigarette ash into a cut-glass tray. 'We all have a short time, to shine or just survive.”

— Tara Hanks

The smoking flax before it burst to flame Was quenched by death, and broken the bruised reed.

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

A little smoke lost in the air, that was the life of a man.

— W. Somerset Maugham

it is all ash and dry leaves and grief gone like an ocean liner.

— Charles Bukowski

The sky was dark and gloomy, the air was damp and raw, the streets were wet and sloppy. The smoke hung sluggishly above the…

— Charles Dickens

The summer lasted a long long time, like verse after verse of a ballad, but when it ended, it ended like a man falling…

— Ardyth Kennelly

Stepped out into the cold, collar high, under the slate gray sky. The air was smoking and the streets were dry, and I wasn't…

— Ani DiFranco

Found a smoldering cigarette left by a horse.

— Dave Barry

Through the dripping weeks that follow One another slow, and soak Summer's extinguished fire and autumn's drifting smoke.

— Alfred Austin

We aged a hundred years, and this happened in a single hour: the short summer had already died, the body of the ploughed plains…

— Anna Akhmatova

“She extinguished her cigarette in the ashtray, where she left it to smolder in ferocious defeat.”

— John Herrick

“You can’t really imagine the pain of someone breaking down, even when they’re part of you. Holding the unlit end of a burning cigarette…

— Shahid Hussain Raja