The Fire Quotes

Well. I always like it when you kiss me.Do you?You're good at it.Well, that's lucky, because I'll always be kissing you.

A few fires flickered, plumes of dark smoke marring the ruby sky.

I'm playing with fire, with something I don't understand.

Fire is bright and fire is clean.

Before there was any water there were tides of fire, both our tones flow from the older fountain.

[W]hen all else fails, kill it with fire.

everblaze: the unstoppable flame

Don't burn the corpse!Zombies don't like fire!

Who gave fire permission to burn?

The fire outside is so powerful to bring warmth inside.

Cal stares ahead, as if his eyes alone can set the entire world on fire. I think he wants to. That would make this easier.

I know!" he growls back, his voice guttural. I wonder if all of his fire kind have eyes like his. Eyes that burn and smolder.

The fire of revival that destroys all principalities and powers also defeats and demolishes the oppressor – the devil

You play with ice - you get cold.You play with fire - you get burnt.you play with me - you get lucky.

Where there’s smoke, there’s usually fire, ” Solo says before adding quietly, “Usually an electrical fire near the hyperspace drive, which Chewie always warns me about…

The fire of revival supernaturally destroys all the destructive tendencies in the country

I will always continue to love the way how the fire inside you burnt everyone around it, But took me in its arms and kept me warm.

Winter makes us know the warmth of a fire.

They want me to contain the raging fires within me. They need me to appreciate glowing embers, to understand that even weak flames need to be managed with a lot of careful planning.

A fire only spreads away from it's source, it never returns.

The fire in you burns as fiercely as it did when I first met you.

I love you because you have this fire in you that you don't even recognise, but I do. You're strong and you're a survivor.

For the fire consumes all but the arsonist.

It was kind of like what I imagined it would be like to drink a forest fire.

That fire you see can't last. Still, as it burns, it lights everything.

Live your life. It’s yours anyway.Don’t try too hard. It’s okay to lose.

I must freeze my heart to the one person who insists on setting it ablaze.

The books in the library were old, rotted, and there was no one left in the world to read them, but Kira made sure that none of them went into the fire. It seemed wrong.

Documentary evidence says where there is smoke there is fire, be it holy smoke or otherwise.

My dreams are all of fire – mother says dreams usually go by opposites, so does that mean the world will end in ice?

Carve out and claim the time to care for yourself and kindle your own fire.

SOUNDS GROSS, " he said. "SALAZAR PREFERS WOOD. TAPESTRIES ARE ALSO ACCEPTABLE.

To experiment with love is to play with fire.

Fire consumes, in Prose it cripples. You'll mind the ashes that have no shoes

Truth is much like fire. Hard to understand, ever-changing.

Wild Fremen said it well: "Four things cannot be hidden -- love, smoke, a pillar of fire and a man striding across the open bled.

Even if hope is just a low ember at night, in the morning you can still start a fire.

Dragons are fire made flesh.

Go on, strike, said the witch, smiling. Fire is beautiful. Nothing bad will happen.

In the draws the smoke coming off the ground like mist and the thin black trees burning on the slopes like heathen candles.

Life is warmth and warmth is fire, and fire is God's and God's alone.

And with the smallest intake of breath he had painted me a picture. Ash that stung your tongue like poisoned snowflakes and breaths of air that burned your lungs without fire

What fire joins none man can put aside,

Any cat may stare into a fire and see red mice play,

The fire that burns against the cold.

When his flame falls, my lightning rises, and so on.

To rise from the ashes only to have them rain on you from above.

Even through the smoke, you are still the most beautiful thingin this city and I, well, I am stillthe last thing you’d save in a fire.

Envy the fire, for it is either going or not. Fires do not feel happy, sad, angry. They burn, or they do not burn.

Always somewhere there is fire or smoke, insistent reminders of the greed consuming the world