Childhood-memory Quote by Susan L. Marshall

“When you put a log on the fire, the light and heat you see is, in a literal sense, the decades of sunshine that…

— Peter Brannen

“For eight years I dreamed of fire. Trees ignited as I passed them; oceans burned. The sugary smoke settled in my hair as I…

— Vanessa Diffenbaugh

“The flames, as though they were a kind of wild life, crept as a jaguar creeps on its belly toward a line of birch-like…

— William Golding

“But the burning man falling from the sky pulled me from my faraway world. My gaze wandered to the window an instant before he…

— Gwen Hayes

“If there is no fog on the day you come home I will build a bonfire So the smoke will make the cedars look…

— Matthea Harvey

“A few flames crackled here and there along the nubs that once were branches. Then they flickered out, too, leaving smoke, a whistle of…

— Michael Chabon

“When there was a summer of bad bush fires, all that was left of the house was the brick recess that had held the…

— Olga Masters

“He sat on the logs, smoking, drying in the sun, the sun warm on his back the river shallow ahead entering the woods, curving…

— Ernest Hemingway

“I could hear the chaotic laughter trailing behind me. It turned the ageless trees into a menace. They loomed around me, while hiding him.…

— J.D. Stroube

“For eight years I dreamed of fire. Trees ignited as I passed them; oceans burned.”

— Vanessa Diffenbaugh

“That year, when the trees burned the fire of late summer into their leaves and the ground mist was a ghost of the river,…

— Shannon Hale

“We deceive ourselves into thinking life is long, but fire reminds us-it is flickering. Life is a flickering-and then it is gone. So, we…

— Jesse Ball