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“They say a good love is one that sits you down, gives you a drink of water, and pats you on top of the head. But I say a good love is one that casts you into the wind, sets you ablaze, makes you burn through the skies and ignite the night like a phoenix; the kind that cuts you loose like a wildfire and you can't stop running simply because you keep on burning everything that you touch! I say that's a good love; one that burns and flies, and you run with it!”
― C. JoyBell C.

“LET THE FLAMES BEGIN!”
― Hayley Williams

“Those candle flames were like the lives of men. So fragile. So deadly. Left alone, they lit and warmed. Let run rampant, they would destroy the very things they were meant to illuminate. Embryonic bonfires, each bearing a seed of destruction so potent it could tumble cities and dash kings to their knees.”
― Brandon Sanderson, The Way of Kings

“The last time she was up here, she had been... staring up at the sky and dreaming of stars. Now, she looked down and plotted flames.”
― Kiersten White, And I Darken

“Love. Of course, love. Flames for a year, ashes for thirty.”
― Giuseppe Tomasi di Lampedusa, The Leopard

“She remembered how her heart, so tight, like a scroll, had opened when Arin kissed her.
It had unfurled.
If her heart were truly a scroll, she could burn it.
It would become a tunnel of flame, a handful of ash.
The secrets she had written inside herself would be gone. No one would know”
― Marie Rutkoski, The Winner's Curse

“Once I was seated, I couldn't help people-watching. I'll admit it, I'm an addict from way back.”
― James Patterson, Sundays at Tiffany's

“If you hold a candle close to you, its flame rises. And if you hold it away from you, its flame shrinks. The same way you hold a candle close to you, keep all your plans, aspirations, projects, and dreams close to you too. Do not share your plans or goals until you complete them, because as you hold your candle away from you 鈥� envy, jealousy, and resentment may put out your flame before it grows.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“You are cold, while you yourself fan flames.”
― Leopold von Sacher-Masoch, Venus in Furs

“I was all too aware of his hands resting on my lower back, their imprints like sweet flames that seemed to go through the thin fabric of my dress and onto my skin.”
― Markelle Grabo, The Elf Girl

“I burned all our bridges - not knowing that love knows how to swim.”
― Laura Chouette

“And when we say also that the Word, who is the first-birth of God, was produced without sexual union, and that He, Jesus Christ, our Teacher, was crucified and died, and rose again, and ascended into heaven, we propound nothing different from what you believe regarding those whom you esteem sons of Jupiter. For you know how many sons your esteemed writers ascribed to Jupiter: Mercury, the interpreting word and teacher of all; Aesculapius, who, though he was a great physician, was struck by a thunderbolt, and so ascended to heaven; and Bacchus too, after he had been torn limb from limb; and Hercules, when he had committed himself to the flames to escape his toils; and the sons of Leda, and Dioscuri; and Perseus, son of Danae; and Bellerophon, who, though sprung from mortals, rose to heaven on the horse Pegasus. For what shall I say of Ariadne, and those who, like her, have been declared to be set among the stars? And what of the emperors who die among yourselves, whom you deem worthy of deification, and in whose behalf you produce some one who swears he has seen the burning Caesar rise to heaven from the funeral pyre? And what kind of deeds are recorded of each of these reputed sons of Jupiter, it is needless to tell to those who already know. This only shall be said, that they are written for the advantage and encouragement of youthful scholars; for all reckon it an honourable thing to imitate the gods. But far be such a thought concerning the gods from every well-conditioned soul, as to believe that Jupiter himself, the governor and creator of all things, was both a parricide and the son of a parricide, and that being overcome by the love of base and shameful pleasures, he came in to Ganymede and those many women whom he had violated and that his sons did like actions. But, as we said above, wicked devils perpetrated these things. And we have learned that those only are deified who have lived near to God in holiness and virtue; and we believe that those who live wickedly and do not repent are punished in everlasting fire.”
― Justin Martyr, The First Apology of Justin Martyr, Addressed to the Emperor Antoninus Pius; Prefaced by Some Account of the Writings and Opinions of Justin

“Who set Rome on fire? The man we must admire. For killing his wife, and taking the life of mother and brother and so many others, while plucking his damnable lyre.”
― Paul L. Maier, The Flames of Rome

“Everything burns...you just gotta know what kind of fire to set.”
― Obie Williams, The Crimes of Orphans

“You're such a bookworm," Fenn said, shaking his head as he counted the books in my hand. "No," I corrected "I just want to be prepared.”
― Candace Knoebel, Embracing the Flames

“She has the flames of passion emanating from deep within her soul. She has the embers of idealism burning in her heart!”
― Avijeet Das

“Her fierce and angry soul hides amongst the beauty of her light. She's deadly and contagious as she blazes from person to person burning all that she touches. She roams without a shadow and she doesn't want to be seen. She lives in the form on humanity and it's hard to tell. It's hard to tell who is infected with her evil and who is not. Fire, it's a dangerous thing.”
― Arti Manani, Seven Sins

“It was just a game for you-your flames blazed brighter
And with my sizzling coals, I mistakenly thought I was the strong one-

You drew me in as easily as you put me out.”
― Maddy Kobar, Simply Not Meant To Be: Maddy Kobar's 2014-2018 Poems

“Inspiration is that little spark that comes at night to set our souls ablaze.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Song of a Nature Lover

“She floated on coral and flaxen flames. What she thought was a sea of fire was not seawater at all; it was an ocean of fiery light. Around her it rippled, constantly changing, a flare of aqua, a splash of violet, a burst of tangerine. She combed her fingers through the colors as her body was immersed.”
― Holly Ringland, The Lost Flowers of Alice Hart

“As the flames swirled in the ball, a flame stirred within her, and she found strength greater than that of her enemy.”
― Isabella Auer, Daughter of Kings

“The flames of desire rekindle in the embers of love.”
― Anthony T. Hincks

“Tamsin gave a strangled cry, sweeping her arm across her cluttered tabletop, relishing the chaos and clatter of her belongings tumbling to the stone floor. A crystal splintered. Her mug shattered, scattering chunks of hardened clay across the room. Loose papers floated into the fire, the flames devouring the dark ink until the words no longer existed.”
― Adrienne Tooley, Sweet & Bitter Magic

“I don't see the fire, I see colours. Beautiful colours dancing in the dark, waiting to torch the souls of many, charming them with their gentle waves until they magically transform life into the darkness of death, all with nothing but the flickering spark of the dancing flame.”
― Arti Manani, Seven Sins

“The person looking at the fire cannot take his eyes off it because the flames of the fire perform a play just like the actors on a theatre stage!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“Even with my eyes shut, the dancing flickers and shadows penetrate through my lids. I try to remind myself it鈥檚 just from the fire, but an ever-growing part of me fears it is Hades stoking the pits of the Underworld in preparation for my arrival.”
― Naomi Kelly, Kairos: A Syren Story

“Unlike at the top of the rubber tree, here on the ground things were less comfortable, infested with anthills, pests and tree parasites. Anthills appeared overnight, sculpting dark mounds on the wooden fence and the tree trunks. The task of destroying the anthills would always be left to me. It was quite a spectacle seeing these organised families going up in flames. What a pleasure I got from witnessing a whole hierarchy of insects turn to ash.”
― F谩bio Moon, Two Brothers

“Inspiration is like a silent gun.
It isn鈥檛 loud, but it gets you fired up.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson , The Oneironaut鈥檚 Diary

“the little fires set
the flames of an idea licking the page
how knowledge burns”
― Natasha Trethewey, Monument: Poems New and Selected

“Wind turbine failures are known to start wildfires.”
― Steven Magee