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And so, with a torn sleeve and a keyboard on which cigarette
ash can rest, writers ended up arsonists of recycled material with
a blanket over fast burning fires to send fragments of reality to the
sky for people to manage any way they wish. Or can." (intro "Throwing Dice on a Chessboard
You go to pray; to become a bonfire, a living flame, giving light and heat.
Burning is no answer.
People who fight fire with fire usually end up with ashes.
Things that burn very brightly, we wonder how long they can keep burning.
Fire destroys falsehood, that is sophistry, and restores truth, driving out darkness.
The fires pool and strut; they flow up the sides of the ramparts like tides; they splash into alleys, over rooftops, through a carpark. Smoke chases dust; ash chases smoke. A newsstand floats, burning.
Dumped doesn't even begin to describe it. If you're going to use a trash metaphor, incinerated is more like it.
All the things man has made are eventually destroyed.
Putting out the stars and extinguishing the sun.
Revenge is the raging fire that consumes the arsonist.
Violence is the language of destruction, flesh so often the subject, fragile, easy to break beyond repair, precious; what else would we burn to make the world take note?
In one and the same fire, clay grows hard and wax melts.
It is better to burn than to disappear.
Blaze with the fire that is never extinguished.
Then the oil from the coach-lamps ignites and there is a second explosion, out of which rolls - because there are certain conventions, even in tragedy - a burning wheel.
This was but a prelude; where books are burnt human-beings will be burnt in the end
Drown'd, all drown'd,
In that great sea which nothing disembogues.
A waste land lit by holy candles.
Erupting like fiery autumn leaves between silks
as skin meets skin
flames that lick everything
and consume all there is.
It is there, where they burn books, that eventually they burn people.
Everything is destroyed by its own particular vice: the destructive power resides within. Rust destroys iron, moths destroy clothes, the worm eats away the wood; but greatest of all evils is envy, impious habitant of corrupt souls, which ever was, is, and shall be a consuming disease.
Whatever is destroyed, the act of destruction does not vary much. Beauty if vapour from the pit of death.
Nothing we can't handle, break it up and dismantle.
Eternally the embers glow masterfully fueled by lovers passion.
All of it burning. Every memory he ever made. Above Fort National, the dawn becomes deeply, murderously clear. The Milky Way a fading river. He looks across to the fires. He thinks: The universe is full of fuel.
When you clean up a city, you destroy it.
We burned not a home, but a symbol.
We burned a symbol to the ground.
Books are burned, they will, in the end, burn people, too.
Burn away and burn every burning sorrow that burns you like a burning star and awaken all that you would burn for to burn away every burning scar.
Strikes, eases, dies, leaves a temporary silence.
A person who burns books will one day burn people...
She nourishes the poison in her veins and is consumed by a secret fire.
Whatever is produced in haste goes hastily to waste.
Waste makes haste.
We burn daylight.
Where they burn books they will in the end burn people too
Things! Burn them, burn them! Make a beautiful fire! More room in your heart for love, for the trees! For the birds who own nothing - the reason they can fly.
To waste one's breath; to pump into a sieve.
Definition destroys ... there's nothing definite in this world
That which is used - develops. That which is not used wastes away.
Those who don't build must burn.
Incineration does not equal human digestion; eating a fireplace log will not store the same number of calories as burning one will produce.
The Devil craps on the big pile
The fire burns as the novel taught it how.
In the destructive element immerse.
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
Fire can destroy, but it can also create-provide warmth, protection.
The wasteland grows.
Their useless torches on dry hedges throw,
That catch the flames, and kindle all the row;
So burns the God, consuming in desire,
And feeding in his breast a fruitless fire
What's memory but the ash That chokes our fires that have begun to sink?
Flame was the way, in the Dells, to send the bodies of the dead where their souls had gone, into nothingness. To respect that all things ended, except the world.
The government burns down whole cities while the people are forbidden to light lamps.
We think the fire eats the wood. We are wrong. The wood reaches out to the flame. The fire licks at what the wood harbors, and the wood gives itself away to that intimacy, the manner in which we and the world meet each new day.
We feel a private thrill, admit it, at the sight of beauty in flames. We wish to blast all the fine old things to oblivion and replace them with tasteless identical
structures.
Death like style is the removal of rubbish.
Some cleric putting a match to her. /Neither of them looks happy about it. /Once lit, she'll burn like a book, /like a book that was ever finished, /like a locked-up library.
Hurt and confusion mixing with anger to form a dangerously flammable cocktail.
There is nothing in there that doesn't deserve to get burned
And the blast destroys everything it touches.
Fire isn't always an element of destruction. Classical alchemical doctrine teaches that it also has dominion over another province: change.
I am sure the ocean catches fire ocassionally.
Living fire begets cold, impotent ash. He
If we burn, you burn with us.
Composing mortals with immortal fire.
What I love I destroy. What I destroy, I love.
During World War II, the Nazis put their victims into gas chambers and then incinerated them in ovens. While the Nazis took their victims to the incinerators, those who possess and threaten to use nuclear weapons plan to take these weapons - these portable incinerators - to the victims.
Books can be burned," croaked Black.
"They have a way of rising from the ashes," said Andreus.
The earth rests, and remembers.
Those who see the fire run. The rest die from smoke.
What did you give to the city, Montag?
Ashes.
What did the others give to each other?
Nothingness.
Books and men left the same traces where they burned. The
Hell-bent on extinguishing
To dust is only to forestall burial
In past wars only homes burnt, but this time
Don't be surprised if even loneliness ignites.
In past wars only bodys burnt, but this time
Don't be surprised if even shadows ignite.
All perishes, all decays, all is born again.
Sisa shut up the cabin and covered the few embers with ash so they wouldn't go out, as people do with their deepest feelings: cover them with life's ashes, which they call "indifference," so they don't go out completely as a result of day-to-day interaction with our peers.
Exodia Obliterate!
Where books are burned in the end people will be burned too.
The human relationship to combustion is as mysterious as it is fraught with madness. From the candle flame to the nuclear blast, it has lit up the human imagination with fear and fascination.
stirs the fire below them with a steel pole; a
The fire which enlightens is the same fire which consumes.
Fire is the reuniting of matter with oxygen. If one bears that in mind, every blaze may be seen as a reunion, an occasion of chemical joy.
Degrade and ultimately destroy ISIL
They build machines they can't control, and bury the waste in a great big hole.
Their slain also shall be cast out, and their stink shall come up out of their carcasses, and the mountains shall be melted with their blood.
What fire joins none man can put aside,
Some trash is recycled, some is thrown away, some ends up where it shouldn't end up.
Books, in the plural lose their solidity of substance and become a gas, filling all available space.
were, however, all consumed by a burning
In the equal light of disinterested scrutiny such things are not themselves. They are transformed into pure object, and are horrible, and must be burned.
the remnants of wars
A sword of fire! It burns! It burns! A sword of fire!
Terrible fires resemble terrible people. They are unpredictable. They are selfish. they are deadly and ruinous. And no matter where they are prowling, no matter what treachery they are cooking up, they have something in common. They can be stopped.
The things that time wants to keep, it buries.
It's all a compost heap. You just put down a layer of humus that helps other stuff grow. Your work will all be forgotten, but it will help stuff grow.
If his body and his essence remain apart,
Burn his body, but spare this, his heart.
Any property that's open to common use gets destroyed. Because everyone has incentive to use it to the max, but no one has incentive to maintain it.
The ocean burned.
A living being either creates or destroys ... some choice.