Fire Quotes
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Doubt thou the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love.
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Therefore with idle hands and head I sit In late December before the fire's daze Punished by crimes of which I would be quit.
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You must not use wood to put out the fire.
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I secretly understood: the primitive appeal of the hearth. Television is - its irresistible charm - a fire.
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You have two options when you approach a hostile checkpoint in a war zone, and each is a gamble. The first is to stop and identify yourself as a journalist and hope that you are respected as a neutral observer. The second is to blow past the checkpoint and hope the soldiers guarding it don't open fire on you.
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I am on fire within. There comes no murmur of reply. What is it that will take away my sin, And save me lest I die?
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I went out to the hazelwood because a fire was in my head.
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When rivers flooded, when fire fell from the sky, what a fine place the library was, the many rooms, the books. With luck, no one found you. How could they!--when you were off to Tanganyika in '98, Cairo in 1812, Florence in 1492!?
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He loved mountains, or he had loved the thought of them marching on the edge of stories brought from far away; but now he was borne down by the insupportable weight of Middle-earth. He longed to shut out the immensity in a quiet room by a fire.
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We are the planet, fully as much as water, earth, fire and air are the planet, and if the planet survives, it will only be through heroism. Not occasional heroism, a remarkable instance of it here and there, but constant heroism, systematic heroism, heroism as governing principle.
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When money and fame happen too late, it's like pouring kerosene over a fire of self-loathing.
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October 17th Sunday Dresden I am by the fire with not another light but it … It is now after 5. All was dark excep the fire. I lay by it and listened to the wind and thought of the times at home in the country when I lay by the fire with some hickory nuts until like the slave who Again he is king by the banks of the niger Again he can hear the wild roar of the tiger Again I was lying by the roaring fire (with the cold October wind shrieking outside) in the cheerful lighted room and I turned around half expecting to see it all again and stern reality forced itself upon me and I thought of the time that would come never, never, never.
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Well it's the hurt I hide that fuels the fires inside me
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In the utter peace and stillness the world seemed holding its breath, a little apprehensively, drawing near to the fire to warm itself. There was none of that sense of urgeful, pushing life that robs even a calm spring day of the sense of silence; life was over and the year was just waiting, harboring its strength for the final storms and turmoil of its death. The warmth and the color of maturity was there, exultant and burning, visible to the eyes, but the prophecy of decay was felt in a faint shiver of cold at morning and evening and a tiny sigh of the elms at midnight when a wandering ghost of a wind plucked a little of their gold away from them.
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Always give them the old fire, even when you feel like a squashed cake of ice.
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When the whole world is globalized, you're going to be able to set fire to the whole thing with a single match.
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All I gotta do is my job, do what it is that I bring to the table - that fire - and put the thump on these songs, and everything's gonna work from there.
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Foolishly play with the fires of rumor, only to risk being burned by its treacherous flames.
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Forget them. Burn all, burn everything. Fire is bright and fire is clean.
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When I was playing for tips in college, I felt a fire in my soul. I had the same principle of focus that I had learned playing football.
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There can be no higher enjoyment found in this world that is found in pulling souls out of the fire and bringing them to Christ.
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You cannot put a fire out! A thing that can ignite can go itself- without a flame- E'en through the darkest night!
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And new-laid eggs, which Baucis' busy careTurn'd by a gentle fire and roasted rare.
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Reached only by boat, seaplane and, with less surety, telephone-this is Fire Island, a pile of sand beneath a pile of people.
