Quotes by Fire Tita knew through her own flesh how fire transforms the elements, how a lump of corn flour is changed into a tortilla, how a soul that hasn't been warmed by the fire of love is lifeless, like a useless ball of corn flour. Laura Esquivel soulfirelove-is I love that "furious and gorgeous barrage." That helps me see the relation between the introduction and the book's final section, where writing about a fire (and about the attempt to understand the event), also becomes an attempt to understand how writing might get closer to the fire, in so many ways. Laura Mullen firewritingbook Since I was young my wish has been to die in perfect health - I mean to die with a body that is not destroyed by illness but a body that is consumed by its own long burning fire. Laura Huxley fireperfectmean A Perl program is correct if it gets the job done before your boss fires you. Larry Wall bossfirejobs Fire will burn any human body it touches, and starvation will waste it, but stories are not so predictable in their effects. Laura Miller bodyfirestories It seems all "protection" has to be monitored, considered, weighed and justified - I am suggesting we do that (but it's something Mary Shelley (and Gertrude Stein) also suggest). "Torch Song," the book's final section, looks at an arson committed by someone hired to protect the wilderness from fires, a catastrophic failure of protection! Laura Mullen firesongbook The boundary between expert and amateur was an imposed social-cultural "protection" which actually exposed a number of women to a fatal disease, because decaying matter, as the fireman said of fire (cited in the book's final piece, "Torch Song") "ain't got no rules on it." Laura Mullen firesongbook Making ziti for the Chicago Fire Department! I hope they're not too busy today, but this should fill their bellies I hope they like it! Lady Gaga chicagofiretoday Set fire to the broken pieces; start anew. Lauren DeStefano piecesbrokenfire As I raced out of the office, I could hear Emily rapid-fire dialing four-digit extensions and all but screaming, 'She's on her way-- tell everyone.' It took me only three seconds to wind through the hallways and pass through the fashion department, but I had already heard panicked cries of 'Emily said she's on her way in' and 'Miranda's coming!' and a particularly blood curdling cry of 'She's baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack! Lauren Weisberger fashionfireblood Trial by fire.' Roland whistled, patting Luce on the back. 'Show no fear. Lauren Kate no-feartrialsfire We can change so many times in our lives. We're born into a family, and it's the only life we can imagine, but it changes. Buildings collapse. Fires burn. And the next second we're someplace else entirely, going through different motions and trying to keep up with this new person we've become. Lauren DeStefano differentfiretrying It is a great pity but tis certain from every day's observation of man, that he may be set on fire like a candle, at either end provided there is a sufficient wick standing out. Laurence Sterne great-dayfiremen People talk of sorrow as if it is soft, a thing of water and tears. But true sorrow is not soft. True sorrow is a thing of fire, and rock. It burns your heart, crushes your soul under the weight of mountains. It destroys, and even if you keep breathing, keep going, you die. Laurell K. Hamilton crushfireheart Public 'career feminists' have been more concerned with getting more women into 'boardrooms,' when the problem is that there are altogether too many boardrooms, and none of them are on fire. Laurie Penny feministcareersfire Impossibility is a log thrown on the fires of love. Laurie R. King fire-of-lovethrownfire You don't smoke do you?" "No, why?" "They're afraid of fire." "Great, we're going to be eaten alive because neither of us smokes." I almost laughed. He sounded so thoroughly disgusted. Laurell K. Hamilton disgustedalivefire Everywhere he touches is fire. My whole body is burning up, the two of us becoming twin points of the same bright white flame. Lauren Oliver flamesfiretwo I don’t know how you can stand it. Over and over again, the same sadness—” He lifted her up. “The same ecstasy—” “The same fire that kills everything—” “The same passion that ignites it all again. You don’t know. You can’t remember how wonderful—” “I’ve seen it. I do know. Lauren Kate passionsadnessfire But hope got in, no matter how hard and fast I tried to stomp it out. Like these tiny fire ants we used to get in Portland. No matter how fast you liked them, there were always more, a steady stream of them, resistant, ever-multiplying. Maybe, the hope said. Maybe. Lauren Oliver tinyfirematter«102103104105106107108109110111112»
