I am not the moon orbiting around your planet; I am the sun that will burn through your frozen mind.

You have a dedication to life and truth that burns out of you as beauty and I envy it so much I want to be around it for the rest of my life.

Looks delicious,” he lied. “A mite crispy along the edges – but then, I like it that way.”Incredulous eyes met his own. “You like your potatoes burned?”Ah, so he’d been right about that. If he could still recognize what it was she’d cooked, then surely he could eat it.

And if there is one last thing I would have you know before we reach these final pages, it’s that sometimes, no matter how hard we try, no matter how hard we want it to be so, sometimes there is no such a thing as happy ending. This is my ending. This is how i...

Seven smirked as he walked back over to me. “I gave you catharsis last night. Twice.

At least I rescued your poor hot dog.

You should’ve thought of that before becoming a fireman.””Thought!” he said. “Was I given a choice? I was raised to think the best thing in the world is not to read. The best thing is television and radio and ball games and a home I can’t afford and, Good Lord, now, only now I realize...

Musicians burn through more cash than the Federal Reserve.

I’m not sure on the protocol over here, though, is it customary to celebrate bastards?” Garrett’s comment hit the mark just like he knew it would. The smile was wiped from Milo’s face, and he stalked right up to Garrett and threw a punch at his jaw.

When trees burn, they leave the smell of heartbreak in the air.

Now I will burn you back, I will burn you through,Though I am damned for it we two will lieAnd burn, here where the starlings fly

Love burns. Whiskey burns. George Burns. What do all three have in common? They’re all dead to me.

I had a dream my house was on fire, and I tried to rescue all the cats—and none of the politicians. You can burn my house, but don’t you dare burn my coffee.

When you tarry in the arena of prayer, you become a highly inflammable christian to the devil

king reigns The forever title.

Be kind! Go and burn the world with the fire of your love.

Pepperonis are like edible polkadots. I made you a pizza dress, but I’m ashamed to admit I burned it. I’m afraid you’ll have to dance naked.

It’s a poem about moths. But it’s also a poem about psychopaths.I get it copied. And stick it in a frame. And now it glowers redoubtably above my desk:an entomological keepsake of the horizons of existence.And the brutal, star-crossed wisdom of those who seek them out.i was talking to a moththe other eveninghe was trying...

Some pieces couldn’t be glued back together. Some people weren’t for fixing. Sometimes, the only thing to do was burn the whole fucking world down and start again.

I might be old and ugly now, but you started that way, Jack.

People have a constitutional right to burn a Koran if they want to, but doing so is insensitive and an unnecessary provocation – much like building a mosque at Ground Zero.

I watched the black ocean in his eyes and saw this flash behind them and understood what he had meant the night before, about the insanity that had gripped him. He was not so far gone as to be lost, but he was close, and I knew it had come from me turning my back...

It’s better to burn out, than to fade away.

Women always said he was warm. They snuggled with him in bed, grateful for the heat. A couple of his lovers even claimed that, when he was inside them, he heated them from the inside out.A pleasant flattery, perhaps, but one Hope would discover the truth of. For when she touched him, he did burn.

If I burn the candles, it means not only giving you light. It means to show you the fire which I have inside.

Why do firemen wear jackets? I wouldn’t think they’d get cold running around in burning buildings.

Fire wants to burn Water wants to flow Air wants to rise Earth wants to bindChaos wants to devourCal wants to live

It makes no difference if I burn my bridges behind me – I never retreat.

Life is about discovering your passion and creating a fire to burn inside of you. Let your passion drive you!

The paper burns, but the words fly free.

It is easier for a man to burn down his own house than to get rid of his prejudices.

Such is true joy’s absolute certainty,Its slow lit fuse that burns holesIn the shabby shroud of death forever.

We’re too different now. We want different things. And this?” I say nodding at our hands. “All this managed to prove is that you are extremely good at turning me off

I locked the door and turned on the water to fill the tub. I made it so hot that I had to get in real slow. I wanted it to hurt; wanted my outside to feel as bad as my inside. I sat there a long time watching my skin turn redder and redder… Finally...

No ashes are lighter than those of incense, and few things burn out sooner.

Burn them all, little dragon.

Seven little crazy kids chopping up sticks;One burnt her daddy up and then there were six.Six little crazy kids playing with a hive;One tattooed himself to death and then there were five.Five little crazy kids on a cellar door;One went all schizo and then there were four.Four little crazy kids going out to sea;One wouldn’t...

Sometimes I just want to paint the words “It’s my fault” across my forehead to save people the time of being pissed off at me.

Anna’s conclusions were these: That fire is beautifully cruel. That fusion occurs only at a specific heat. That blood, in fact, can boil. That the dissolution of an affair is an entropic reaction, and the disorder it tends toward is flammable. That a heart will burn. And burn and burn and burn.

Not every movement is progress; Some movements are just a way of burning fats!

I don’t burn witches. I set them on fire,” Alistair whispered so low Sophia thought she had heard wrong.

When you’re looking for a needle in a haystack, don’t afraid to burn the haystack to save yourself from spending half your life picking through strands of straw.

A man of God would never burn or harm a temple of any kind – regardless of religion. A true man of God would see every temple or divine mansion built to glorify the Creator – as an extension of the temple closest to his home, regardless of its shape, size, or color. A man...

Too often critics have taken as the sole and crucial matter of fantasy the preoccupation of Tolkien, the quest for a remedy to the world’s pain that will not destroy innocence with the temptations of power. Impressive and popular as The Lord of the Rings is, it manages its landscapes, vast green-leaved or slag-heaped vistas...

I am Cinna’s bird, ignited, flying frantically to escape something inescapable. The feathers of flame that grow from my body. Beating my wings only fans the blaze. I consume myself, but to no end.Finally, my wings begin to falter, I lose height, and gravity pulls me into a foamy sea the color of Finnick’s eyes....

Until every soul is freely permitted to investigate every book, and creed, and dogma for itself, the world cannot be free. Mankind will be enslaved until there is mental grandeur enough to allow each man to have his thought and say. This earth will be a paradise when men can, upon all these questions differ,...

You tasted like fireAnd I miss that.So, at timesI drank a little.And at times,I drank too much.But I only drankTill it burned me enough.

The world has a very serious problem, my friend’ Shiva went on. ‘Poor children still die by their millions. Westerners and the global rich — like me — live in post-scarcity society, while a billion people struggle to get enough to eat. And we’re pushing the planet towards a tipping point, where the corals die...

I burn, I shiver, out of this sun, into this shadow.

That’s not a baby, that’s a log. And it’s not drowning, it’s burning.” I wonder what it did to deserve that? It was probably a heretic.