We shall defend every village, every town and every city. The vast mass of London itself, fought street by street, could easily devour an entire hostile army; and we would rather see London laid in ruins and ashes than that it should be tamely and abjectly enslaved.
I long for the day that "Roe v. Wade" is sent to the ash heap of history.
I am ashes where once I was fire.
I shall show the cinders of my spirits Through the ashes of my chance.
No act of virtue can be great if it is not followed by advantage for others. So, no matter how much time you spend fasting, no matter how much you sleep on a hard floor and eat ashes and sigh continually, if you do no good to others, you do nothing great.
Is there a chance? A fragment of light at the end of the tunnel? A reason to fight? Is there a chance you may change your mind? Or are we ashes and wine?
Out of these ashes beauty will rise.
What's memory but the ash That chokes our fires that have begun to sink?
We swallowed a few bites-not to much scince the food of the gods can burn you to ashes is you overindulge. I guess thats why you don't see many fat gods
Apocalypse has come and gone. We're just grubbing in the ashes.
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.
Our passions are true phoenixes; as the old burn out the new straight rise up from the ashes.
My husband wanted to be cremated. I told him I'd scatter his ashes at Neiman Marcus - that way, I'd visit him every day.
Speramus Meliora; Resurget Cineribus: We hope for better things; it shall rise from the ashes.
I have learned that you're not perfect, and that sometimes the one you love can burn you. But it's just the fool that's looking backwards: a bitter heart turns the love we made to ashes.
Time burns but leaves no ashes.
Thou shalt not steal. I seem to recall that being one of God’s I’d rather you didn’t lest I have to smite you into ash commandments.
When passion is mutual, there is always the danger of the fire burning to ashes.
True confessions are written with tears only. But my tears would drown the world, as my inner fire would reduce it to ashes.
You're killing me here, Ash. Good, she said. She'd bend a few rules, but they both knew she wasn't going to push him beyond where he chose to go. Love wasn't to be based on trickery. But reminding him what he's refusing isn't trickery.