#burning

I don't think having a My Chemical Romance action figure will make a kid start his own band, I like to think it will make him save children from a burning building. ↗

— Gerard Way

#action figure #band #building #burning #chemical

It was a pleasure to burn. It was a special pleasure to see things eaten, to see things blackened and changed. With the brass nozzle in his fists, with this great python spitting its venomous kerosene upon the world, the blood pounded in his head, and his hands were the hands of some amazing conductor playing all the symphonies of blazing and burning to bring down the tatters and charcoal ruins of history. With his symbolic helmet numbered 451 on his stolid head, and his eyes all orange flame with the thought of what came next, he flicked the igniter and the house jumped up in a gorging fire that burned the evening sky red and yellow and black. He strode in a swarm of fireflies. He wanted above all, like the old joke, to shove a marshmallow on a stick in the furnace, while the flapping pigeon-winged books died on the porch and lawn of the house. While the books went up in sparkling whirls and blew away on a wind turned dark with burning. ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#censorship #fire #change

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

You kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire. He had wondered once why love was always phrased in terms of burning. The conflagration in his own veins, now, gave the answer. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#conflagration #desire #love #veins #love

You never forget your first and true love, Ayden Grey. Not officially, not ever. ↗

— Nadège Richards

#bridges #burning #heart #love #nadege

Burning the witch Giordano Bruno is one more wound inflicted on Christ’s body. ↗

— Dejan Stojanovic

#christ #dejan-stojanovic #giordano-bruno #jesus-christ #poetry

One of my favorite dialogue pieces from Black Creek Burning: “It was a polite, white lie,” Brie whispered. “I’ll have to remember you think that way,” Nathan said. ↗

— R.T. Wolfe

#black-creek-burning #gardening #murder #romantic-suspense #sweet

Nathan whispered close to her face, “Just a kiss my ass. ↗

— R.T. Wolfe

#romantic-suspense #romantic

Dodging and burning are steps to take care of mistakes God made in establishing tonal relationships. ↗

— Ansel Adams

#care #dodging #establishing #god #made

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. ↗

— Karel Capek

#bright #burning #each #end #flame