I am burning. If anyone lacks tinder, let him set his rubbish ablaze with my fire.
I want to love you simply, in words not spoken: tinder to the flame which transforms it to ash I want to love you simply, in signs not expressed: clouds to the rain which make them evanescent (Aku Ingin-I Want)
Never has there been a map, however carefully executed to detail and scale, which has carried its owner over even one inch of ground. Never has there been a parchment of law, however fair, which prevented one crime. Never has there been a scroll, even such as the one I hold, which so much as a penny or produced a single word of acclamation. Action, alone, is the tinder which ignites the map, the parchment, this scroll, my plans, my goals, into a living force. Action is the food and drink which will nourish my success. I will act now.
It is because every one tinder Heaven recognizes beauty as beauty that the idea of ugliness exists.
Corncobs are the greatest fire-making tinder.
How odd to watch a mortal kindle Then to dwindle day by day Knowing their bright souls are tinder And the wind will have its way
It is worse than folly. . . not to recognize the truth, for in it lies the tinder for tomorrow.
why won't they leave me alone? don't they realize I have a tinder heart and a paper body and that any spark will turn me straight to ash?
Tardiness is next to wickedness in a society relentless in its consumption of time as both a good and a service--as tweet and Instagram, film clip and sound bite, as sporting event, investment opportunity, Tinder hookup, and interest rate--its value measured not by its texture or its substance but by the speed of its delivery, a distinction apparent to Andy Warhol when he supposedly said that any painting that takes longer than five minutes to make is a bad painting.
