#burning

I had a burning ambition. Otherwise, I wouldn't have accomplished it. ↗

— Claire Bloom

#ambition #burning #had #i #otherwise

On Sept. 11, 2001, thousands of first responders heroically rushed to the scene and saved tens of thousands of lives. More than 400 of those first responders did not make it out alive. In rushing into those burning buildings, not one of them asked, 'What God do you pray to?' What beliefs do you hold?' ↗

— Michael Bloomberg

#asked #beliefs #buildings #burning #did

The best that an individual can do is to concentrate on what he or she can do, in the course of a burning effort to do it better. ↗

— Elizabeth Bowen

#better #burning #concentrate #course #effort

A cat's rage is beautiful, burning with pure cat flame, all its hair standing up and crackling blue sparks, eyes blazing and sputtering. ↗

— William S. Burroughs

#blazing #blue #burning #cat #eyes

I have this burning desire to get out there and do my best. It's as if I'm keeping it all in a little bottle, and it's all going to come out when I do the best I'm capable of doing. ↗

— Jackie Joyner-Kersee

#bottle #burning #burning desire #capable #come

Das war ein Vorspiel nur; dort wo man Bücher verbrennt, verbrennt man auch am Ende Menschen." (Almansor) ↗

— Heinrich Heine

#books #bücherverbrennung #freedom-of-thought #human-rights #meinungsfreiheit

I don't have any particular burning desire to go back to being cuddly. Not really. ↗

— Hugh Grant

#back #being #burning #burning desire #cuddly

I am dominated by one thing, an irresistible, burning attraction towards the abstract. ↗

— Gustave Moreau

#am #attraction #burning #dominated #i

I can tell you 100 percent Pastor Jones will not burn the Quran tomorrow. There will be no Quran burning. ↗

— Kilari Anand Paul

#burning #i #i can #jones #pastor

At the end of her life she was aware of heat but not pain. She had time to consider his eyes, eyes of that blue which is the color of the sky at first light of the morning. She had time to think of him on the Drop, riding Rusher flat out with his black hair flying back from his temples and his neckerchief rippling; to see him laughing with an ease and freedom he would never find again in the long life which stretched out for him beyond hers, and it was his laughter she took with her as she went out, fleeing the light and heat in to the silkly, consoling dark, calling to him over and over as she went, calling bird and bear and hare and fish. ↗

— Stephen King

#dark-tower #death #fire #roland #stephen-king