I had no tears to shed nor a prayer for the deceased... There is no hope for the hopeless.
Burning BridgesAfter all, addiction is just the last stage of consumerism.
Burning Down the House: Essays on FictionThe night surrounds, breathes across her skin. They’re lost in the shadows of the moon.
Burning FallsLoneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes night air smell better.
Henry RollinsThis time, I wanted to enjoy the passion that burned between us until we were both about to combust.
MoonlightBurning the witch Giordano Bruno is one more wound inflicted on Christ’s body.
The Sun Watches the Sun