The Ashes Quotes
I havent really thought about where to scatter my ashes when the time comes, but I doubt that it would be in space.
Now don’t you be covering for him, Ash. (She wagged her finger at Nick.) Are you driving? (Cherise) No, Mom. I’m sitting. (Nick)
Do me a favor." "Don't lick your seat belt?" Ash's expression was total confusion. "Huh? where did that randomness come from?
She’s been hanging out with Nick.” – Acheron “Nick? As in I-hate-your-guts-Ash-go-die Nick?” – Tory
There was something about Ash that made every hormone in her body stand up and pant for more
Imora thea mi savur," Ash whispered under his breath in Atlantean. God save me from love.
They have demons on Antarctica?” “Yeah,” Ash breathed. “It wasn’t always covered by ice, that was just a precaution when they buried them.
Popular music is slowly being laid to rest in every conceivable way... the ashes are already about us if we could but notice them.
Some combinations of people are toxic, you know? You have to find the right one that isn't just going to explode into fiery ash and destruction.
Max: "You'll never be good enough to deserve her, you know." Ash: "God doesn't always give you what you deserve," Ash said quietly. "Sometimes he gives you what you can't live without.
The oak roars when a high wind wrestles with it; the beech shrieks; the elm sends forth a long, deep groan; the ash pours out moans of thrilling anguish.
The bread I eat in London, is a deleterious paste, mixed up with chalk, alum, and bone ashes: insipid to the taste, and destructive to the constitution.
Democracy is always the work of kings. Ashes, which in themselves are sterile, fertilize the land they are cast upon.
Nor shall this peace sleep with her; but as when The bird of wonder dies, the maiden phoenix, Her ashes new-create another heir As great in admiration as herself.
When you can share the lessons you learnt through tears and heartache and others find life in it and are better off for it, then beauty has come out of those ashes.
Alec looked at her and shook his head. "How do you manage never to get mud on your clothes?"Isabelle shrugged philosophically. "I'm pure at heart. It repels the dirt.
We need to talk. All of us About what we're going to do now.""I was going to watch Project Runway.
There's no need to clarify my finger snap, " said Magnus. "The implication was clear in the snap itself.
Watching Jace hug Isabelle, she tried to school her features into a happy and loving expression."Are you all right?" Simon asked, with some concern. "Your eyes are crossing.
Look on the bright side, " said Simon, "If they need a human sacrifice, you can always offer me. I'm not sure the rest of you qualify anyway.
When scorching passion only leaves ashes of unfulfilled dreams, hope may entice the sprinkling magic of our imagination into livening up the footlights on a new stage of life. ("Taken for a ride")
She's fire...but she will not burn you. She knows all too well how it feels to live with ashes.
When love dies, the heart's ashes do not leave on the wind—they rest on the mantelpiece of the soul, darkening the sunrise we once saw to be beautiful.
I think one can tell a lot about a person from the way he chooses to let the stub of his cigarette burn out...
Honestly, Clary, if you don't start utilizing a bit of your natural feminine superiority I just don't know what I'll do with you.
Ashes have no fear to burn in hellIn your heart's paradise angels dwellRib cage fastens all sins of the wrongYour bones will sing you mortality’s song
Write down everything you fear in life.Burn it.Pour herbal oil with a sweet scent on the ashes.
The day when the fire that we had lit in our minds reaches our hearts, we will start turning every person that we come in contact with into ashes. We become the ghosts that we always feared.
A true love is never defeated.Even when in ashes, it whirls and finds solace with air
All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one's heart have a common provenance in pain. Their birth in grief and ashes.
It's funny how, when things seem the darkest, moments of beauty present themselves in the most unexpected places.
Sometimes even doing the right thing will leave you with scars. But beauty comes from ashes, too. And I know that to be true.
I wasn't there yet, I wasn't finding joy and gladness in my barrenness, but I believed I would. I believed He would make my barren soul as beautiful as His perfect garden.
. . . Like ashes of gold in a cinnamon-flame, My youthful desires have been burnt with the years– And tonight in the chilling sunset-windA cicada, singing, weighs on my heart.
A Winterian wielding an Autumnian weapon, using Cordellan allegiance to bring Spring crumbling down.
It has been said that life only gives us what we can handle. But this is not the case. Life often kills us, that's the truth. But that's how phoenixes are born.
Let Ian laugh. Let him believe pain will ruin me. I know better. I've already been ruined once, and I know how to rise from the ashes. I know how to find my broken pieces.
Mather smiles at me through it, some of his tension softening before he drops his head in a small bow. "My queen, " he says in response.
Sweep my dreams not beneath my feet. Be somewhere that my steps won't meet. Breaking the broom isn't a must. Don't mistake unmoved dreams for dust
