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Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, yadda yadda yadda.
Next year, when you return, you'll bring the ashes back and toss them onto that year's bonfire. In this way, each of us comes back to this place, bringing some of the past, leaving with some of the future.
I had been playing for a while, and I asked Louisville Slugger to send me a dozen flame treated bats. But when I got it, I realized they had sent me a box of ashes.
White as ash, her face, but ashes hold the phantoms of fires.
Heart on fire, ashes everywhere
- there's no return from a red like that
Nothing says 'I love you' like reducing yourself to a smoldering pile of ashes
I tell you the past is a bucket of ashes.
My paintings are only the ashes of my art
Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. Is that all?
I decided that there was perhaps no ash quite so cold as the one left by an unrealized ambition ...
Look at me, here I am. Hitler is nothing but ashes.
Arise, my love, let us try to set these ashes on fire again!
Ash on an old man's sleeve / Is all the ash the burnt roses leave, / Dust in the air suspended / Marks the place where a story ended.
Most of [her ashes] fell into the river in a long gray curtain. But some was caught by the wind and blown upward toward the blue spring sky where it swirled a moment in the air, before dissolving into sunlight.
A man from hell is not afraid of hot ashes.
Don't forget the ash because you see a little silk.
Out of the ash I rise with my red hair and I eat men like air.
Still, dust and ashes I am, allow me to speak before your mercy.
Apocalypse has come and gone. We're just grubbing in the ashes.
Beatle bones and smokin' stones the dry sands fall.
Those glories come too late That on our ashes wait.
Smoke your pain but keep the ashes forever.
How to re-light the fire the very ashes of which are scattered?
I hope only that you have been able to find a little gold in the ashes.
The sting of ashes in his eyes, tiredness, fear, enraged him.
People who fight fire with fire usually end up with ashes.
I sometimes imagine I would like my ashes to be scattered in a library. But then the librarians would just have to come in early the next morning to sweep them up again, before the people got there.
No ashes are lighter than those of incense, and few things burn out sooner.
Ashes have no fear to burn in hell
In your heart's paradise angels dwell
Rib cage fastens all sins of the wrong
Your bones will sing you mortality's song
You are an ember in the ashes, Elias Veturius. You will spark and burn, ravage and destroy. You cannot change it. You cannot stop it.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, our lives are a mirror, reflection a must ...
The last time somebody was cremated, his ashes were sprinkled from a crop duster. We all ran for cover. We liked him fine, but we didn't want him all over our good clothes.
Each book starts from ashes.
It is all ash and dry leaves and grief gone like an ocean liner.
Ashes are all around the desolate ground. What beauty could behold the darkness of a soul? -Keeley
Sometimes hope for the future is found in the ashes of yesterday.
We are forever surrounded by ash. But we are fire. And fire rises.
Hands, matches, an ashtray. A ritual beautiful and bitter.
The Worldly Hope men set their Hearts upon Turns Ashes - or it prospers; and anon, Like Snow upon the Desert's dusty Face, Lighting a little hour or two - is gone.
My soul cried out for Ash, for his courage and determination; for the way his eyes thawed when he looked at me, as if I were the only person in the world; for that beautiful, wounded spirit I saw beneath the cold exterior he showed the world.
One inch of love is an inch of ashes,
Ritual of the Ashes," the Occitan prayer of the dead, which
In a world of smoke and ashes, you are milk and honey
Cinders. Embers. Ashes. Michelle hoped that whatever strength had allowed this child to survive the fire all those years ago was a strength that still burned inside her. That it would go on burning, hotter and hotter, until she was as bright as the rising sun. She
Now when the flowers are in full bloom,
It is the ashes from the past that hidden loom.
Then on the day when Artemis cries,
then the ashes come falling down.
Of one thing I am perfectly sure: God's story never ends with 'ashes.
To us, the ashes of our ancestors are sacred and their resting place is hallowed ground.
We are made of stellar ash.
I shall show the cinders of my spirits Through the ashes of my chance.
When you burn a bridge, you have to be prepared to live with some ashes.
In the dying embers and blackened twigs of a ravaged forest, who could distinguish where the first spark was lit? Only the arsionist knows the exact location where that match was struck.
I'm not going to have a tombstone. I'm going to be tossed in the air. Ashes, tossed like a salad.
However strong or beautiful this body may be, its culmination is in those three pounds of ashes. And still people are so attached to it. Glory be to God.
You watched me burn, now watch me rise from the ashes
If ash-trays could speak, sir.' 'Indeed, yes.
To rise from the ashes only to have them rain on you from above.
Conquest is made from the ashes of one's enemies.
Or are we ashes and wine?
Snowflakes of ash fell so lovelily you were tempted to stretch out your tongue to catch them, taste them. Only, they would have scorched your lips. They would have cooked your mouth. Clearly,
What did you give to the city, Montag?
What did the others give to each other?
And some soon will learn that even an ember in the ashes can still ignite a great blaze.
A pastiche of eyes. But faces all gray. Not the color of metal, but the color of old ash in a campfire. Ash faces. Ash clothes. Ash lives.
You're fire.Fire rises.It creates the ashes.It rises above them.Promise me you'll rise with whatever is thrown your way.
E'en from the tomb the voice of nature cries, E'en in our ashes live their wonted fires.
The last cobwebs
of fog in the
black firtrees are flakes
of white ash in the world's hearth.
There is nothing more exciting in sport when the top two countries in the world are battling for the Ashes.
We quenched the bulging flame, amongst
the ashes embers of fire remain
Like to the apples on the Dead Sea's shore, All ashes to the taste.
Time burns but leaves no ashes.
Misfortune sprinkles ashes on the head of the man, but falls like dew on the heart of the woman, and brings forth [gems] of strength of which she herself had no conscious possession.
As thou these ashes, little brook, wilt bear Into the Avon, Avon to the tide Of Severn, Severn to the narrow seas, Into main ocean they, this deed accursed An emblem yields to friends and enemies How the bold teacher's doctrine, sanctified By truth, shall spread, throughout the world dispersed.
Now your burnt ashes float to mingle with others And as I wait for another day I keep singing another song How did I go astray!
The ashes of your existence will fertilize the soil for the universe to follow.
Even if I had any money I would rather burn everything I own and not even give them the ashes. They could have the job of picking them up. That's how much I hate the media industry.
I'm trying hard to be strong and put the pieces back together, but Ryan didn't leave me with pieces - he left me with ashes.
Like most conversations and most chess games, we all start off the same and we all end the same, with a brief moment of difference in between. Fertilization to fertilizer. Ashes to ashes. And we spark across the gap.
To be thankful when my world lays in ashes long gone cold is to finally understand that ashes are the raw materials from which God shapes dreams infinitely grander than whatever the ashes were before they were ashes.
There are flowers growing, and saplings are striving to push up past the ashes. There is life amid death. Hope in the midst of adversity.
Take from the altars of the past the fire - not the ashes.
God can take the ashes of your life and exchange them for beauty
Ashes, ashes." Her whispered words of an old rhyme smashed through the silence as thunder, and in unison, the shadow figures answered.
"We all fall down.
Ashes to ashes. Dust to dust. We are nothing, but dust and to dust we shall return. Amen.
Doing the smoker's comedy act: he hunted automatically for an ashtray, didn't find one, tipped his ashes into the palm of his hand, ...
Sometimes lifting yourself out of the ashes will cause you to be burned by other people. Guess what? You can handle it.
Winter broke off, finally, a long ash crumbling at the end of a cigarette, burned out, weak and emptied.
To dust is only to forestall burial
Whether we remain the ash or become the phoenix is up to us.
A dead man's vanity: his ashes full of life that cannot be deceased before a living being's pride.
Ashes to ashes. Garage sale to garage sale, I said.
Ash Wednesday is full of joy ... The source of all sorrow is the illusion that of ourselves we are anything but dust.
I know you've been burned. But I've been burned too. Maybe our ashes can make something beautiful together.
Today's empire is tomorrow's ashes
Death of destiny: dust
You can't lie down in the ashes of another person's life.
ashes of the dead slaves fleeing on the wind, back toward Africa.
The echoes of beauty you've seen transpire, Resound through dying coals of a campfire.
When you make something fetish, ashes and dusts will laugh at you, because they know even the most valuable fetishes will turn into dusts and ashes!
Love me this first day of June.
I'd rather sleep with ashes than priestly wisdom.
Of all the lonely places in the world this is best where debris is human.
I kiss the precious ashes that fall from fiery flesh.
On these familiar shapes I lay my kisses down.
What's memory but the ash That chokes our fires that have begun to sink?