Poverty can turn a person into a flaming torch for change and revolution, without which mankind would come to a standstill.
I get to be one of the torch-bearers for a new generation.
Ever hold your hand over a torch (sorry, a flashlight for you Americans).
Those having torches will pass them on to others.
If someone strikes my heart, it does not break, but it bursts, and the flame coming out of it becomes a torch on my path.
Whatever torch we kindle, and whatever space it may illuminate, our horizon will always remain encircled by the depth of night.
The torch of doubt and chaos, this is what the sage steers by.
And in the evening, everywhere Along the roadside, up and down, I see the golden torches flare Like lighted street-lamps in the town.
I cannot remember a time when the Golden Rule was not my motto and precept, the torch that guided my footsteps.
A writer uses a pen instead of a scalpel or blow torch.
I have lost my faith, but I gained the truth! It is not important at all to lose your candle as long as you find a torch!
By carrying the torch, you will be bridging cultural and social barriers, and all the boundaries that separate nation from nation.
Lady Liberty and Sarah Palin are lit by the same torch.
Truth is the torch that gleams through the fog without dispelling it.
I don't need a successor, only willing hands to accept the torch for a new generation.
A young imagination is bold, likes to make bigger leaps. It likes to, well, imagine that the dustbuster is a dinosaur; that the computer mouse is a hotrod; that the box is a cave; that the rawhide is a torch. . . or a baton. . . or something.
Let the word go forth from this time and place, to friend and foe alike, that the torch has been passed to a new generation of Americans - born in this century, tempered by war, disciplined by a hard and bitter peace.
Whoever becomes imbued with a noble idea kindles a flame from which other torches are lit, and influences those with whom he comes in contact, be they few or many. How far that influence, thus perpetuated, may extend, it is not given to him here to see.
We're here for a reason. I believe a bit of the reason is to throw little torches out to lead people through the dark.
The prophet who fails to present a bearable alternative and yet preaches doom is part of the trap that he postulates. Not only does he picture us caught in a tremendous man-made or God-made trap from which there is no escape, but we must also listen to him day in, day out, describe how the trap is inexorably closing. To such prophecies the human race, as presently bred and educated and situated, is incapable of listening. So some dance and some immolate themselves as human torches; some take drugs and some artists spill their creativity in sets of randomly placed dots on a white ground.