Quotes
Quotes about Fire
Death penalties can be imposed by unelected judges and by unelected Pentagon generals. In Iraq death penalties have been caused by .. depleted uranium 80 times the normal level.. which has generated cancer in Iraqis as well as Italian American and other troops . compulsory vaccines from the warprofiteering pharmaco-military industrial complex . Lariam, ostensibly antimalarial drug made by Roche which have killed 4 wives whose husbands had drug caused rage. . heat rising to 137 degrees and melting soap as well as turning metal soda pop cans on a loading dock into chambers in which Nutra Sweet becomes more toxic . Baghdad Boils, face lesions, blamed on sand flies... food poisoning deaths from heat on military packagedmeals . ' friendly fire' . lack of protective gear . helicopter malfunctions in Chinook, Osprey and Black Hawk helicopters . underfunded hospital system . those hostile to the invaders and occupiers of their own Iraq.
Why, 'a stalks up and down like a peacock--a stride and a stand; ruminates like an hostess that hath no arithmetic but her brain to set down her reckoning; bites his lip with a politic regard, as who should say, 'There were wit in this head an 'twould out'; and so there is, but it lies as coldly in him as fire in a flint, which will not show without knocking.
What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.
Personality is born out of pain. It is the fire shut up in the flint. - Letters to His Son, W. B. Yeats and Others.
Hold, there is forty ducats. Let me have A dram of poison, such soon-speeding gear As will disperse itself through all the veins That the life-weary taker may fall dead, And that the trunk may be discharged of breath As violently as hasty powder fired Doth hurry from the fatal cannon's womb.
No matter how disastrously some policy has turned out, anyone who criticizes it can expect to hear: "But what would you replace it with?" When you put out a fire, what do you replace it with?
And far and wide, in a scarlet tide, The poppy's bonfire spread.
Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare, And left the flushed print in a poppy there: Like a yawn of fire from the grass it came, And the fanning wind puffed it to flapping flame. With burnt mouth red like a lion's it drank The blood of the sun as he slaughtered sank, And dipped its cup in the purpurate shine When the eastern conduits ran with wine.
Kind messages, that pass from land to land; Kind letters, that betray the heart's deep history, In which we feel the pressure of a hand,-- One touch of fire,--and all the rest is mystery!
In previous years I was so fired up at times I made little mistakes. So I kept telling myself to be patient, relax, play like you do in practice. What I've been doing in practice will carry over into the game.
Under pressure, people admit to murder, setting fire to the village church or robbing a bank, but never to being bores.
Leap out of the frying pan into the fire.
The fat's all in the fire.
As shines the moon amid the lesser fires.
It is always good When a man has two irons in the fire.
Savage peoples are ruled by passion, civilized peoples by the mind. The difference lies not in the respective natures of savagery and civilization, but in their attendant circumstances, institutions, and so forth. The difference, therefore, does not operate in every sense, but it does in most of them. Even the most civilized peoples, in short, can be fired with passionate hatred for each other.
And if thy hand offend thee, cut it off: it is better for thee to enter into life maimed, than having two hands to go into hell, into the fire that never shall be quenched: Where their worm dieth not, and the fire is not quenched.
Eloquence may set fire to reason.
Be stirring as the time; be fire with fire. Threaten the threat'ner, and outface the brow Of bragging horror. So shall inferior eyes, That borrow their behaviors from the great, Grow great by your example and put on The dauntless spirit of resolution.
That from small fires comes oft no small mishap.
Absence lessens half-hearted passions, and increases great ones, as the wind puts out candles and yet stirs up the fire.
Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes, Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving sweet.
Sculpture is more divine, and more like Nature, That fashions all her works in high relief, And that is Sculpture. This vast ball, the Earth, Was moulded out of clay, and baked in fire; Men, women, and all animals that breathe Are statues, and not paintings.
A woodland in full color is awesome as a forest fire; but a single tree is like a dancing tongue of flame to warm the heart.
From women's eyes this doctrine I derive: They sparkle still the right Promethean fire; They are the books, the arts, the academes, That show, contain, and nourish all the world. -Love's Labour 's Lost. Act iv. Sc. 3.
