Nightly you retrace your steps again to return to the scene of the crime. It's uncanny how you hover in the air of the wreckage that you left behind.
I think my head's a minefield strewn with triggers, and maybe if I survive each explosion, what emerges from the wreckage will be me, really, truly me.
An Armageddon is approaching at the beginning of the third millennium. But it is not the cosmic war and fiery collapse of mankind foretold in sacred scripture. It is the wreckage of the planet by an exuberantly plentiful and ingenious humanity.
If you can create even the illusion of high profitability for a few years, then when the thing collapses you can walk out of the wreckage a very rich man.
The most beautiful stories always start with wreckage.
The stench of human wreckage in which the Nazi regime finally sank down to defeat has been the most shocking fact of modern times.
This universe is the wreckage of the infinite on the shores of the finite.
If it's wrong to wreck the planet, it's wrong to profit from the wreckage.
A defensive investor can always prosper by looking patiently and calmly through the wreckage of a bear market.
I am a woman built upon the wreckage of myself.
In the periods of crisis, the bigger firms absorb the smaller ones,and when the industrial monsters eventually go down, the wreckage is far greater than when the little enterprises buckle.
Liberalism in various guises - feminism, the sexual revolution, gay activism - has been at war with marriage and family for several decades now. And when do-gooders look around at the wreckage of human lives caused by disintegrating families, they call for government to act as father, mother, brother, and sister.
The silence drew off, baring the pebbles and shells and all the tatty wreckage of my life.
When I get old and slow down I want to look behind me and see all the fire and the wreckage and no stone left unturned.
We know that in September, we will wander through the warm winds of summer's wreckage. We will welcome summer's ghost.
. . every step of the upward way is strewn with wreckage of body, mind, and morals.
With vision only, you get no follow-through. With enforcers only, the vision is realized but leaves a lot of wreckage.
In my darkest night, when the moon was covered and I roamed through wreckage, a nimbus-clouded voice directed me: "Live in the layers, not on the litter. " Though I lack the art to decipher it, no doubt the next chapter in my book of transformations is already written. I am not done with my changes.
I think I’ll dismember the world and then I’ll dance in the wreckage.
The wreckage of stars - I built a world from this wreckage.
