Every old man that dies is a library that burns.
(Soft petals, yes, but not so barren quite, Mingled with these, smooth bean and wrinkled pea;) And go along with you ere you lose sight Of what you came for and become like me, Slave to a springtime passion for the earth. How love burns through the Putting in the Seed On through the watching for that early birth When, just as the soil tarnishes with weed, The sturdy seedling with arched body comes Shouldering its way and shedding the earth crumbs.
It is nevertheless a game of considerable passion, either of the explosive type, or that which burns inwardly and sears the soul.
The fire is not discriminating. It burns anything in its path for whatever reason.
Even if our home burns down we can rebuild it. But the things that we got for nothing, we can never replace.
If a tiny spark of God's love already burns within you, do not expose it to the wind, for it may get blown out. . . . Stay quiet with God. Do not spend your time in useless chatter. . . . Do not give yourself to others so completely that you have nothing left for yourself.
Every role that you don't get burns you for a while.
Awareness is fire; it burns all that is wrong in you. It burns your ego. It burns your greed, it burns your possessiveness, it burns your jealousy - it burns all that is wrong and negative, and it enhances all that is beautiful, graceful, divine.
You'll be fine, just some minor burns and hypothermia, which was kind of hard to explain.
My reaction to Radiohead isn't as simple as jealousy. Jealousy just burns; Radiohead infuriate me. But if it were only that, I wouldn't go back and listen to those records again and again. Listening to Radiohead makes me fell like I'm a Salieri to their Mozart. Yorke's lyrics make me want to give up. I could never in my wildest dreams find something as beautiful as they find for a single song - let alone album after album.
writing is like being in love. You never get better at it or learn more about it. The day you think you do is the day you lose it. Robert Frost called his work a lover's quarrel with the world. It's ongoing. It has neither a beginning nor an end. You don't have to worry about learning things. The fire of one's art burns all the impurities from the vessel that contains it.
Tesla burns cash. It's not a car company, it's a cult of fanatics who think Elon Musk can do no wrong. But financially, it doesn't work.
The mark of a Scot of all classes [is that] he. . . remembers and cherishes the memory of his forebears, good or bad; and there burns alive in him a sense of identity with the dead even to the twentieth generation.
The only thing that burns in hell is the part of you that won't let go of your life: your memories, your attachments. They burn them all away, but they're not punishing you, they're freeing your soul. If you're frightened of dying and you're holding on, you'll see devils tearing your life away. If you've made your peace, then the devils are really angels freeing you from the earth.
If what we worship fail us, still the fire burns on, and it is much to have believed.
I get asked if I mind when someone burns my music. I'm just flattered that people want to.
No matter how hot the fire burns, a Protea always survives
Art's task is to save the soul of mankind. . anything less is a dithering while Rome burns.
I am singing now while Rome burns.
It's hard to smoke a pipe, and it's actually kind of brutal. It burns your mouth and your throat, and to keep it lit.