Fire
Quotes - How I wish I was like the water
“The
beauty of this idea is that my decision to keep Peeta alive at the expense of
my own life is itself an act of defiance. A refusal to play the Hunger Games by
the Capitol's rules. My private agenda dovetails completely with my public one.
And if I really could save Peeta... in terms of a revolution, this would be
ideal. Because I will be more valuable dead. They can turn me into some kind of
martyr for the cause and paint my face on banners, and it will do more to rally
people than anything I could do if I was living. But Peeta would be more
valuable alive, and tragic, because he will be able to turn his pain into words
that will transform people.”
―
Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire
“I
know we promised Haymitch, we'd do exactly what they said, but I don't think he
considered this angle.'
'Where
is Haymitch, anyway? Isn't he supposed to protect us from this sort of thing?'
says Peeta.
'With
all that alcohol in him, it's probably not advisable to have him around an open
flame,' I say.”
―
Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games
“I
want to tell the rebels that I am alive. That I'm right here in District Eight,
where the Capitol has just bombed a hospital full of unarmed men, women and
children. There will be no survivors." The shock I've been feeling begins
to give way to fury. "I want to tell people that if you think for one
second the Capitol will treat us fairly if there's a cease-fire, you're
deluding yourself. Because you know who they are and what they do." My
hands go out automatically, as if to indicate the whole horror around me.
"This is what they do and we must fight back!"
"President
Snow says he's sending a message. Well I have one for him. You can torture us
and bomb and burn our districts to the ground, but do you see that?" One
of the cameras follows where I point to the planes burning on the roof of a
warehouse across from us. "Fire is catching!" I am shouting now,
determined he will not miss a word of it, "And if we burn, you burn with
us!”
―
Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay
“Therefore,
since we are receiving a kingdom that cannot be shaken, let us be thankful, and
so worship God acceptably with reverence and awe, for our God is a consuming
fire.”
―
Anonymous, The Holy Bible: King James Version
“Do
you understand? I don't want you to do a thing if you don't understand it.”
―
Kristin Cashore, Fire
“Pushing
magic toward the candle, I willed it to light. Nothing happened.
Irys
made a strangled sound and the candle burned. “Are you directing your magic to
the candle?”
“Yes.
Why?”
“You
just ordered me to light the candle for you,” Irys said in exasperation. “And I
did it.”
―
Maria V. Snyder, Magic Study
“Remind
me that the most fertile lands were built by the fires of volcanoes.”
―
Andrea Gibson, The Madness Vase
“He
held up a finger and went to the hallway, where he tripped over Blotchy, and
then over the two monster cats madly pursuing Blotchy. Swearing, he leaned over
the landing and called to the guard that unless the kingdom fell to war or his
daughter was dying, he better not be interrupted until further notice.”
―
Kristin Cashore, Fire
“If
the butterfly wings its way to the sweet light that attracts it, it's only
becasue it doesn't know that the fire can consume it.”
―
Giordano Bruno
“At
the end of her life she was aware of heat but not pain. She had time to
consider his eyes, eyes of that blue which is the color of the sky at first
light of the morning. She had time to think of him on the Drop, riding Rusher
flat out with his black hair flying back from his temples and his neckerchief
rippling; to see him laughing with an ease and freedom he would never find
again in the long life which stretched out for him beyond hers, and it was his
laughter she took with her as she went out, fleeing the light and heat in to
the silkly, consoling dark, calling to him over and over as she went, calling
bird and bear and hare and fish.”
―
Stephen King, Wizard and Glass
“One
afternoon, when I was four years old, my father came home, and he found me in
the living room in front of a roaring fire, which made him very angry. Because
we didn't have a fireplace.”
―
Victor Borge
“No
- the light in Tamani's eyes was much more than a reflection. It was the fire
that melted her anger and devestated her resolve, every single time she saw
it.”
―
Aprilynne Pike, Illusions
“How
I wish I was like the water,
Flowing
so freely with every drop
Let
my every emotion wonder,
No
need to start, nor even stop
How
I wish I was like the fire,
Burning
with every flame up
Leaving
a trace of hot desire
As a
Phoenix raises its' wings up
How
I wish I was like the earth,
Raising
each flower from the ground
Seeing
the beauty of death and birth
And
then returning to the ground
How
I wish I was like the wind,
Hearing
each whisper, sound and thought
A
lonesome and wandering little wind,
Shattering
all that has been sought
Oh,
how I wish I was where you are,
Not
separated by empty space, so far
It
seems like we're galaxies apart,
But
we find hope within our heart
And
how I wish I was all of the above,
So I
can come below and yet forget,
The
beauty of angels which come down like a dove
And
demons who love with no regret.”
―
Virgil Kalyana Mittata Iordache
“The
orange flames waved at the crowd as paper and print dissolved inside them.
Burning words were torn from their sentences. ”
―
Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
“When
his flame falls, my lightning rises, and so on.”
―
victoria aveyard, Glass Sword
“It
takes a strong man to be with a woman full of fire and stars and all of
October.”
―
Melody Lee
“It
is for your own good to love a dare-devil rather than a holy coward. A
dare-devil is a unique devil, battling your fears, your pains, conquering your
uncertainties, carrying you his arms, and flying out of the corrosive fire. The
coward is a trickster serpent, which vanishes in your time of despair, and
appears in time of equanimity.”
―
Michael Bassey Johnson
“It
rains
And
rains
And
rains.
But
there is a sky above the rain,
Nothing
can rot the sky.
Earth
has turned to mud. What of it?
The
heart of the planet is made of fire, of ardent sun.
(from
"A Rainy Day")”
―
Visar Zhiti, The Condemned Apple: Selected Poetry
