Maple. Maypole Catch and carry. Ash and Ember. Elderberry. Woolen. Woman. Moon at night. Willow. Window. Candlelight. Fallow farrow. Ash and oak. Bide and borrow. Chimney smoke. Barrel. Barley. Stone and stave. Wind and water. Misbehave.Maple. Maypol...
Fire does not make fire, only ashes.
It may be a fire today -- tomorrow it will be ashes.
Being laughed at is excellent preparation for marriage.
Evil Ash: You're going down! Ash: I'm going up!
Mary-Lynnette: "You have not read 'Pride and Prejudice'." Ash: "Why not?" Mary-Lynnette: "Because Jane Austen was a human." Ash: "How do you know?" Mary-Lynnette: "Well Jane Austen was a woman, and you're a chauvinist pig." Ash: "Yes, well, that I ca...
Ash: [trying to kill a small Ash that has jumped into his mouth and into his stomach, he gets a kettle of boiling water] Okay, little fella, here's a little [shouts] Ash: hot chocolate for ya! Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Sheila: [Being handled by Evil Ash] Don't touch me! You foul thing! Evil Ash: You're gonna learn to love me, missy. Sheila: The Promised one will come for you. Evil Ash: Darlin' I'm gonna save him the trouble.
Ashes will always blow back into the face of the thrower.
Let the meek have the kingdom of heaven. The strong shall rule on earth.
Beaver's Son: We don't like you and we hate your dad. Now grab some of that mud, chew it in your mouth, and swallow it. Ash: I'm not gonna eat mud! Beaver's Son: Cuss yeah you are. [he picks up a large glob of mud and shoves it in Ash's face. Ash mak...
Private Ash: I would have had you Witt if you were a Jap, long ago. Private Witt: They leave you here? Private Ash: Yeah, I was holding them up. Private Witt: You got one good huh? Private Ash: Right in the knee. Yeah, I'm out of this war for good Wi...
Life, like a fire, begins in smoke and ends in ashes.
Every kind of wood is grey when they are reduced to ashes.
What you lose in the fire, you will find in the ashes.
Who wants fire, let him look for it in the ashes.
Ripley: Ash, that transmission... Mother's deciphered part of it. It doesn't look like an S.O.S. Ash: What is it, then? Ripley: Well, I... it looks like a warning. I'm gonna go out after them. Ash: What's the point? I mean by the, the time it takes t...
Dead news, like dead love, has no phoenix in its ashes.
Mr. Fox: I spotted a couple of broken burglar bars underneath the back door to Bean's secret cider cellar. Kylie: We're breaking into Bean's *house*? Mr. Fox: Cellar. Kylie: Where he *lives*? Mr. Fox: Where he keeps the cider. Ash: [appears behind th...
Ash: Ripley, for God's sake, this is the first time that we've encountered a species like this. It has to go back. All sorts of tests have to be made. Ripley: Ash, are you kidding? This thing bled acid. Who knows what it's gonna do when it's dead? As...
Memory is this, not the target dead on center but the hurt unwept.
