Quotes of: Fire Keyword

Cora Munro: The whole world is set on fire.

The Last of the Mohicans

Cora Munro: The whole world's on fire isn't it.

The Last of the Mohicans

Success isn't a result of spontaneous combustion. You must set yourself on fire.

Arnold H. Glasow

Music should strike fire from the heart of man, and bring tears from the eyes of woman.

Ludwig van Beethoven

For gold is tried in the fire and acceptable men in the furnace of adversity.

George Santayana

Fire is the test of gold; adversity, of strong men.

Martha Graham

Husbands are like fires - they go out when they're left unattended.

Cher

With the fire of acts, Ravana, is Heaven brilliant and Hell aflame.

Motivational

The fire burns as the novel taught it how.

Wallace Stevens

I used to work in a fire hydrant factory. You couldn't park anywhere near the place.

Steven Wright

The fire to inspire women and help them to blaze new paths fiercely burns inside of me.

Tyra Banks

We are inflamed, by Thy Gift we are kindled; and are carried upwards; we glow inwardly, and go forwards. We ascend Thy ways that be in our heart, and sing a song of degrees; we glow inwardly with Thy fire, with Thy good fire, and we go; because we go...

Confessions

America comes with both rights and responsibilities. You have, for example, the right to free speech, but you have the responsibility to not yell 'fire' in a crowded theater. If you don't live up to that responsibility, you face certain consequences....

Cowards: What Politicians, Radicals, and the Media Refuse to Say

In moments Akiva was up in the ether, scarcely feeling the sting of ice crystals in the thin air. He let his glamour fall away, and his wings were like sheets of fire sweeping the black of the heavens. He moved at speed, onward toward another human c...

Daughter of Smoke & Bone

I wanted to drag them all out, flay us all, destroy all the artificial separations of history. You'd merely done what I had, after all--split from two cells into four then eight then sixteen until you've accumulated all your arms and legs and organs ...

Eating Fire: My Life as a Lesbian Avenger

I love you, more, I think, than I know, but our kind of love isn't a sword. It's a light. Not a fire. A small light, just bright enough to read love letters by and keep the animals at a growling distance. In time it will go out. All lights go out. So...

A Fine and Private Place

White Americans find it as difficult as white people elsewhere do to divest themselves of the notion that they are in possession of some intrinsic value that black people need, or want. And this assumption—which, for example, makes the solution to ...

The Fire Next Time

I had lost confidence and a sense of self. Who am I? Am I a person who cowers in fear at the back of a spin class, avoiding everyone’s gaze? This uncertainty about who I am, this confusion over where I truly was in the time line of my illness and r...

Brain on Fire: My Month of Madness

I found that life intruding on writing was, in fact, life. And that, tempting as it may be for a writer who is a parent, one must not think of life as an intrusion. At the end of the day, writing has very little to do with writing, and much to do wit...

100 Essays I Don't Have Time to Write: On Umbrellas and Sword Fights, Parades and Dogs, Fire Alarms, Children, and Theater

Night falls. Or has fallen. Why is it that night falls, instead of rising, like the dawn? Yet if you look east, at sunset, you can see night rising, not falling; darkness lifting into the sky, up from the horizon, like a black sun behind cloud cover....

The Handmaid's Tale

In the midst of the darkness of loss, I found light. Admittedly, in those first weeks, it might have been but a single small spark I sensed deep inside of me, but that spark guided me in the twisted, dark journey of grief. As I stumbled over the root...

Refined By Fire: A Journey of Grief and Grace