Well, then," he said. "Let's do it. " "What?" Vin asked. "Save the world. " Elend said. "Stop the ash.
I want my ashes either with some really good primo or as some fertilizer for plants.
Got a hundred grand in my ash tray, spend a 100 k on a bad day.
You lack the courage to be consumed in flames and to become ashes: so you will never become new, and never young again!
I don't think we really measured the enormity of the whole occasion. I'm very, very surprised. We never expected it. When I set out in May we didn't realise how big this was. Only now have we realised the importance of this. [on the 2005 Ashes win
I felt the mask crumple, the great poisonous store of corrosive ashes begin to spew out of my mouth.
She was the heir of ash and fire, and she would bow to no one.
Even the darkest moments of the liturgy are filled with joy, and Ash Wednesday, the beginning of the lenten fast, is a day of happiness, a Christian feast.
We would rather see London laid in ruins and ashes than that it should be tamely and abjectly enslaved.
How could people, I wondered for the ten thousandth useless time, how could people who had loved so dearly come to such a wilderness; and yet the change in us was irreversible, and neither of us would even search for a way back. It was impossible. The fire was out. Only a few live coals lurked in the ashes, searing unexpectedly at the incautious touch.
My paintings are only the ashes of my art
Fawkes is a phoenix, Harry. Phoenixes burst into flame when it is time for them to die and are reborn from the ashes.
Monday burn Millay, Wednesday Whitman, Friday Faulkner, burn 'em to ashes, then burn the ashes. That's our official slogan.
They think my mother's ashes are marijuana.
she told me she'd be a phoenix. " The image of the mythical creature rising from the ashes glitters in my mind. "They don't really exist. " "She said that depends on whether or not there's someone who can see them.
There was something about Ash that made every hormone in her body stand up and pant for more
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, if the women don't get you then the whiskey must.
Books are not life, only its ashes.
For the human soul is virtually indestructible, and its ability to rise from the ashes remains as long as the body draws breath.
I am preparing myself for death. When I go to sleep, I try to keep myself smiling. So that when I die, I have a smile on my lips. I want an electric cremation. I don't want any poems or fuss after that. And for heaven's sake, don't bring back my ashes. Flush them down the toilet if the crematorium refuses to keep them. If they tell you that I am dead, I want you to give a big laugh.