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Filth!' Ignatious shouted, spewing wet popcorn over rows. 'How dare she pretend to be a virgin. Look at her degenerate face. Rape her!
Defiance to constituted authority leaped like a spark from one flammable area to another, growing in heat as it went.
The good opinion of the vulgar is injurious.
Hurt and confusion mixing with anger to form a dangerously flammable cocktail.
The words were like gunpowder blasts, sparking me into thought and action.
What the hell do you want from me?" "Spontaneous combustion.
Ignominy thirsts for respect.
I won't hesitate to detonate, I'm short fused.
All writers are like bomb-throwers, whether they attack with dense academic prose or jazzy riffs of stream-of-consciousness writing.
All beautiful distractions, ignites from you.
Let your dissent fuel you, your anger inspire you, your rage convey you, and your fury strike a chilling fear onto the spines of your enemies.
The flame consists of a splendid clarity, of an unusual vigor, and od an ingenious ardor, but possesses the splendid clarity that it may illuminate and the ingenious ardor that it may burn.
No word is capable of carrying the impulses one wants to send with it
Writers are Igniters!
How can anyone underestimate the ballistic quality of words? Invisible things happen in intangible moments. What should keep us writing is precisely that possibility of explosions
Frumious. Anything that inspires its own adjective is a force to be feared.
I feel impelled to speak today in a language that in a sense is new-one which I, who have spent so much of my life in the military profession, would have preferred never to use. That new language is the language of atomic warfare.
The commentator may be excused for repeating what he has stressed in his own books and lectures, namely that "offensive" is frequently but a synonym for "unusual;" and a great work of art is of course always original, and thus by its very nature should come more or less as a shocking surprise.
Ignominy thirsts for consideration.
Want to know what's more destructive than a nuclear bomb? Words.
Constructive destruction is one of the most delightful employments in the world, and in civilized life the opportunities for it are only too rare.
I have to use the word 'insurgent' because I can't think of a better word right now.
...passions, poetry and the ego have been seen as perpetual explosions? But if that's true, then so its its opposite; ever since that August when athe mushroom rose over cities reduced to a layer of ash, an age was born in which the explosion is symbolic only of absolute negation.
I admire your enthusiasm...but I cannot, in good conscience, assist you with any civic unrest.'
'Civic unrest? This is war, Major," said Alice, chuckling at him. 'Man the barricades and break out the Molotov cocktails!
a madman's line of fire.
The most aggressive and therefore the most dangerous words in the languages of the world are to be found in the assertion I AM.
internal commotion engines
As I speak, I'm reminded of the old saying that diseases go in through the mouth, disasters come out of the mouth, meaning that words can be like bombs themselves.
I admit that invective is one of my pleasures. This only brings me problems in life, but that's it. I attack, I insult. I have a gift for that, for insults, for provocation. So I am tempted to use it.
To be interesting, one has to provoke.
I am strongly in favour of using poisoned gas against uncivilised tribes.
The A-bomb is dynamite.
[I provoke] the system [to] show its true face ... so that through its own acts of terrorism ... the masses will rise against it.
Riotous madness,
To be entangled with those mouth-made vows,
Which break themselves in swearing!
excoriated and burned, mapped and measured and meted
Baby you're a firework, come on, let your colors burst!!
I had so much fun developing and launching my first fragrance with Avon, so for my second fragrance, I really wanted to add a little more edge. Outspoken Intense is a provocative blend of sexy confidence and daring femininity that captures the thrill and excitement of being centre stage.
My God! This is a revolution! We have to offend someone!
The tide climbs. The moon hangs small and yellow and gibbous. On the rooftops of beachfront hotels to the east, and in the gardens behind them, a half-dozen American artillery units drop incendiary rounds into the mouths of mortars.
There is something indecent in words .
For over five years this man has been chasing around Europe like a madman in search of something he could set on fire. Unfortunately he again and again finds hirelings who open the gates of their country to this international incendiary. (Referring to Winston Churchill)
Words are as strong and powerful as bombs, as napalm.
The nouvelle cuisine of anarchy. Barium nitrate in a sauce of sulfur and garnished with charcoal. That's your basic gunpowder. Bon appetit.
To ACCEND (ACCE'ND) v.a.[accendo, Lat.]To kindle, to set on fire; a word very rarely used. Our devotion, if sufficiently accended, would, as theirs, burn up innumerable books of this sort.Decay of Piety.
The novelist loses, every time. Politics is insidious, the modern conduct of war (from shoulder-launched rockets to drone strikes) is insidious. Someone presses a button in California and twenty people are incinerated at a wedding in Pakistan. The killer is spared the sight of the corpses.
Intemperance is a dangerous companion. It throws many people off their guard, betrays them to a great many indecencies, to ruinous passions, to disadvantages in fortune; makes them discover secrets, drive foolish bargains, engage in play, and often to stagger from the tavern to the stews.
And we were a box of fireworks. A sixty-gallon drum of gasoline. An unstable container of napalm.
One spark, one look, was all it took.
We went up in flames.
Be prepared to be enlightened, enraged, amused, engaged, and above all provoked.
[ ... ] I know how to inflame a cunt. I shoot hot bolts into you, Tania. I make your ovaries incandescent.
Epithets, like pepper, Give zest to what you write; And if you strew them sparely, They whet the appetite: But if you lay them on too thick, You spoil the matter quite!
burning with curiosity
Therm-bombs! Drop 'em right on us! I been roasted before - it's nothing!
The lamp of war is kindled here, not to be extinguished but by torrents of blood.
Destruction, best expressed in this age in which I write as terrorism, is truly there for its own sake, but the pretense of religion or secular patriotism converts the destructive into the speciously creative.
Implacable man can inflict on one who has offended
Explosive blessings are coming my way. This is my declaration.
Sir Alec Douglas-Home, when he was British Foreign Secretary, said he received the following telegram from an irate citizen: "To hell with you. Offensive letter follows."
The enemy bombards our front not only with a drumfire of artillery, but also with a drumfire of printed paper. Besides bombs, which kill the body, his airmen also throw down leaflets which are intended to kill the soul.
I was wrong about you, Izabel," I whisper near her ear; the pain engulfing my insides. "I am the ticking time bomb. I am more unstable than I ever could have imagined. You are discipline, and I am rage. And the only way I know to control the chaos inside, is to eradicate the things that control me.
I feel incendiary, a wildfire. My spirit licks at the gates of a very elaborate, customized, and distracting emotional Hades.
There was the stink of burning martyr in the air.
I was said of these bombs (referring to FAI bombs) that they were 'impartial'; they killed then man they were thrown at and the man who threw them.
Don't be outraged, be outrageous.
British Imperialism has been engaged, during the last two hundred years, in conferring upon its victims the dubious benefits of the Bible, the Bottle and the Bomb. And of these three, I might perhaps venture to add, the Bomb has been infinitely the least noxious.
I do not approve the extermination of the enemy; the policy of exterminating or, as it is barbarously said, liquidating enemies, is one of the most alarming developments of modern war and peace, from the point of view of those who desire the survival
Oh, dear me." Nathalie sank back down in the chair and examined her Uggs. "The sarcasm could've started dripping off her and stained the floor. "Is it conspiracy, treachery, murder, or open warfare? I'll have to choose my lipstick accordingly.
conventional phrases are a sort of fireworks, easily let off, and liable to take a great variety of shapes and colours not at all suggested by their original form.
The clerk in the Tank involuntarily applauded. Becoming immediately sensible of the impropriety, he poked the fire, and extinguished the last frail spark for ever.
In abundance of words, offense will not be lacking but one who restrains his lips is wise.
Don't talk to us like we ignint!
I've tried to find a new elegance. It's not easy because people want to be shocked. They want explosive fashion. But explosions don't last, they disappear immediately and leave nothing but ashes.
. . . the dissolution of an affair is an entropic reaction, and the disorder it tends toward is flammable.
Just as I was beginning my drift into unconsciousness, there was an explosion. Not a movie explosion but a small real-life explosion, like the ignition of an unhappy gas oven that holds a grudge against its owner.
What kind of asshat!" Aliyev actually screamed aloud, "Makes a grenade crate! That's fucking! Flammable!
Being of no party,
I shall offend all parties
The Fire Team's tanks were filled with a jellied gasoline/holy water mix: scourging and sacramental.
Nothing could have been more imprudent or more natural than this reply. It reflected the ecstasy inspired by great crises.
A pen on fire burns words like no other.
Never settle with words what you can accomplish with a flamethrower.
When the shingles hissed
in the rain incendiary,
other values were revealed to us
Hate smells of burnt dead fireworks
Incens'd with indignation Satan stood Unterrify'd, and like a comet burn'd That fires the length of Ophiuchus huge In th' arctic sky, and from his horrid hair Shakes pestilence and war.
It is from Italy that we are flinging this to the world, our manifesto of burning and overwhelming violence, with which we today establish " Futurism ," for we intend to free this nation from its fetid cancer of professors, archaeologists, tour guides, and antiquarians.
A demonic horde. Upended sacks of beans. A hundred broken rosaries. There are a thousand metaphors and all of them are inadequate: forty bombs per aircraft, four hundred and eighty altogether, seventy-two thousand pounds of explosives.
In response to the extraordinary
You're a real firecracker, Astrid, aren't you? Firecracker is what people in certain social circles say when what they really mean is asshole.
Catholic homes caught fire because they were loaded with petrol bombs.
A fantastic Riot Boy, Trash the Senses..
-Thurston Moore
Like waking up in our home one night to find ourselves in a blazing fire, we must be arsonists of emotion, forcing ourselves to grab only what is truly important to us before our life-rafters collapse in on us and we can no longer escape alive.
My pen is alight and my body aflame. Until both burn down to ash, my love and my hate will remain here in the world.
Profanity enjoyed sexual congress with profanity in this hail storm of the vile, the tautological and the physically ridiculous.
This is a revolution, damnit! We're going to have to offend somebody!
He scattered his aitches as a fountain its sprays in a strong wind. He was very earnest.
It is rather frightening to be able to write so revoltingly, yet so successfully. All these letters are works of art, except, perhaps, the last. They are positively oily.
Flames of outrage and reprisal had likewise made a comeback, his nearly forgotten, silent heritage no longer hidden by thirty years of compliance. Instead the fire grew, unmitigated by training, logic or reason.
Caught red-handed for exclamation abuse.
Spontaneous combustion of grassroots politics is the future.
There is a bomb on board, we are meeting their demands, we are heading back to the airport.
Polite contempt. The barbed and poisonous weapon of the righteous.
Funny how easily you could look this shit up online. Explosives, bombs, Molotov cocktails, IEDs . . . anything you wanted. Learning how to blow someone up was easier than buying a frigging beer.