Anarchy is like custard cooking over a flame; it has to be constantly stirred or it sticks and gets heavy, like government.
But flaming youth in all it's madness Keeps nothing of its heart concealed: It's loves and hates, its joys and sadness, Are babbled out and soon revealed.
Someone carries my belief that raises hope in me, but flame didn’t last for long
Down the hill I went, and then, I forgot the ways of men, For night-scents, heady and damp and cool Wakened ecstasy
She sighed and looked at him sympathetically. 'Cool flame tricks aside, there's no competition.' He lifted his eyebrow. 'Library wins?' 'Every single time.
I was pirouette and flourish, I was filigree and flame. How could I count my blessings when I didn't know their names?
You still stand watch, O human star, burning without a flicker, perfect flame, bright and resourceful spirit. Each of your rays a great idea - O torch which passes from hand to hand, from age to age, world without end.
Life after 35 should be lit by the flames of passion. Extinguish the fire that burns the candle of your life at both ends.
I had a dream about you last night… it was raining and you were fishing for fire to set a sandcastle a flame.
Wither thou goest, there goest I, two flames sparked from but one ember; both forward and backward doth time fly, wither thou art, remember.
During the flames of controversy, opinions, mass disputes, conflict, and world news, sometimes the most precious, refreshing, peaceful words to hear amidst all the chaos are simply and humbly 'I don't know.
Art isn't life, you know. It if were, the world would go up in flames. It's artifice. By definition. ("Talking In The Dark")
Embracing the Light Collected bits of truth Shimmering sparks Shards of light Merge Healing Restoring Bursting Bright Rising in divine ecstatic flame.
Only in stillness the wind Only from ice the flame. When all were Nameless, the wise will tell It was only by knowing the other That they came to know themselves.
What will happen to those who stone the prophets and persecute the masters? His fate is written in flaming letters on each page of the history.
Open your eyes, Ambrosio, and be prudent. Hell is your lot; You are doomed to eternal perdition; Nought lies beyond your grave but a gulph of devouring flames.
Oh, life, life!" Bastidas complained, sipping his drink. "What is life? A little flame at the tip of a candle, exposed to a strong wind.
We be light, we be life, we be fire! We sing electric flame, we rumble underground wind, we dance heaven! Come be we and be free!
I watch the Eruptions. Mount Dad, long dormant, now considered armed and dangerous. Mount Saint Mom, oozing lava, spitting flame. Warn the villagers to run into the sea.
If you, free as you are of every weight had stayed below, then that would be as strange as living flame on earth remaining still." And then she turned her gaze up toward the heavens.
The way he looked me up and down made a part of me burn with desire. Fire and electricity. Flames and sparks. Needing and wanting. Tempting temptation.
