You don’t need to say anything. Just watch the fireworks.

Borkin: Ladies and gentlemen, why are you so glum? Sitting there like a jury after it’s been sworn in! … Let’s think up something. What would you like? Forfeits, tug of war, catch, dancing, fireworks?

A tired man lay down his headin a dusty room so dim,and for so long his wife did shakeand yell to waken him.Meanwhile his thoughts, his dreams, did stirof sandy, red bullfights,of powder-blasts in the...

God, Buddha, The Force, Yahweh, the singularity, the unicity point—call it whatever you like—the result is the same. Science and religion support the same truth—pure energy is the father of creation.

The fireworks went on for nearly half an hour, great pulsing strobes, fiery dandelions and starbursts of light brightening both sky and water. It was hard to tell which was reality and which was reflection,...

The Chinese used gunpowder to make fireworks for celebrations, and the white man came along and said, Holy shit, we can use this to kill people. What better way to celebrate than that?

Texting and phone calls, fireworks, blends, café au lait, and music. Yesterday’s television. Work and beer. The neighbor’s dog, or those strange flowers, the way it smells at Maisen. Those ordinary things I talk about...

July 4th fireworks exhale over the Hudson sadly.It is beautiful that they have to disappear.It’s like the time you said I love you madly.That was an hour ago. It’s been a fervent year.

But Annabeth just smiled and put us in jail. As she was heading back to the front line, she turned and winked. “See you at the fireworks?”She didn’t even wait for my answer before darting...

Fireworks are flowers in the garden sky. My love is like New Year’s Eve, only less predictable and more daily.

But I can hardly sit still. I keep fidgeting, crossing one leg and then the other. I feel like I could throw off sparks, or break a window–maybe rearrange all the furniture.

…[F]ireworks had for her a direct and magical appeal. Their attraction was more complex than that of any other form of art. They had pattern and sequence, colour and sound, brilliance and mobility; they had...

Colored lights blink on and off, racing across the green boughs. Their reflections dance across exquisite glass globes and splinter into shards against tinsel thread and garlands of metallic filaments that disappear underneath the other...

There should be fireworks at last, when a dream dies.

Life isn’t always about fireworks. Your fireworks will come, Sarah. And they’ll fizzle out just as fast. Life’s an experience, not a destination. All of us have the same destination, but not one of us...

When you meet someoneso different from yourself,in a good way,you don’t even have to kissto have fireworks go off.

It was the first time! Just because there weren’t fireworks the first time doesn’t mean there will never be fireworks. We’re human; we’re adults; we teach each other; we communicate; fireworks don’t just go off,...