Quote by Oscar Wilde

“Clinging to the rags I had left, I gazed out upon the full breadth of the Furnace and shook at what I saw. The…

— Heather Heffner

“Abandoned by a God in whom many of us believed, we lay prostrate and dazed in our demi-tomb. From time to time, one of…

— Guy Sajer

“THE BARROW In this high field strewn with stones I walk by a green mound, Its edges sheared by the plough. Crumbs of animal…

— Anthony Thwaite

Breathes there the man, with soul so dead, Who never to himself hath said, This is my own, my native land! Whose heart hath…

— Walter Scott

With living colours give my verse to glow: The sad memorial of a tale of woe!

— William Falconer

Mournfully I gaze into bright blazoned sky's, illuminating with haze of death's eye's, the sudden flash of blazon fire decimates the worlds desire, O…

— Johnny Luckett

“Smoking blood, over-filled cemeteries, mothers in tears,—these are formidable pleaders. When the earth is suffering from too heavy a burden, there are mysterious groanings…

— Victor Hugo

“Every way I turned the lush green peaks towered over me. Had it been winter or spring, they would have been iron gray or…

— Denise Giardina

“Gray, desolate dread descends on me--a cloud of ash blocking the sun. A complete absence of light or warmth. A tangible, mold-scented obscurity. A…

— Jeff Zentner

“The sky of the color of ashes in the east and embers in the west.”

— Stephen King

“They are many indeed that lie there, though until now we have not thought of it so. Hitherto we have just all remained there…

— Erich Maria Remarque

“The signs of the old flame, I know them well. I pray that the earth gape deep enough to take me down or the…

— Virgil