Best 260 quotes in «ashes quotes» category

I don't care," Clary said. "He'd do it for me. Tell me he wouldn't. If I were missing-" "He'd burn the whole world down till he could dig you out of the ashes. I know," Alec said.

I don't think we really measured the enormity of the whole occasion. I'm very, very surprised. We never expected it. When I set out in May we didn't realise how big this was. Only now have we realised the importance of this. [on the 2005 Ashes win

I don't want to have a gravestone. I want to have all my friends burn me and then snort the ashes. I think that's the only way to go out.

If I die before my cat, I want a little of my ashes put in his food so I can live inside him.

If but a few live coals are found in a mountain of ashes, no one should be disappointed. Genius is a rare quality in this world, and there is no reason why it should be more ubiquitous among Blacks than Whites.

I felt the mask crumple, the great poisonous store of corrosive ashes begin to spew out of my mouth.

I find that I sent wolves not shepherds to govern Ireland, for they have left me nothing but ashes and carcasses to reign over!

I guess they have had 16 years when they haven't even been close in an Ashes series but we have found some sections of the crowd to be scathing and harsh. That has not been overly enjoyable. We have seen a pretty ugly side in some supporters.

I have learned that you're not perfect, and that sometimes the one you love can burn you. But it's just the fool that's looking backwards: a bitter heart turns the love we made to ashes.

I had been playing for a while, and I asked Louisville Slugger to send me a dozen flame treated bats. But when I got it, I realized they had sent me a box of ashes.

I long for the day that "Roe v. Wade" is sent to the ash heap of history.

I learned another thing, which is that just because someone is eating the ashes of your protagonist doesn't mean you stop telling the story.

Imora thea mi savur," Ash whispered under his breath in Atlantean. God save me from love.

I'm a sinner. I don't always love God as strongly as I could or as directly as I should. Ash Wednesday reminds me that it is only through God that I have life; He gave it to me. God forgives. He loves. And He gives this sinner a second chance. Put simply: my God kicks ash.

I'm like a phoenix. I rise from the ashes.

I'm not going to have a tombstone. I'm going to be tossed in the air. Ashes, tossed like a salad.

Is it any wonder, since, when near the fire, I was melted and burned, if now that it's extinguished outside me, it besets and consumes me inside, and bit by bit reduces me to ashes?

In a moment the ashes are made, but a forest is a long time growing.

In a world of smoke and ashes, you are milk and honey

Initially when our foundations are rocked, when we lose our external security, we feel very fragile. In that moment, we have a choice. Am I the Phoenix and rise from the ashes or do I just keep wallowing in the ashes?

In order to rise From its own ashes A phoenix First Must Burn.

Instinct. When the house burns one forgets even lunch. Yes, but one eats it later in the ashes.

In the midst of life we are in death, earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, in sure and certain hope of the Resurrection.

I overcame myself, the sufferer; I carried my own ashes to the mountains; I invented a brighter flame for myself.

I speak of the old Japan, because out of the ashes of the old Japan there has risen a new Japan.

In a world full of quitters, it takes true courage to commit to marriage renewal. If you want a field manual for restoring your relationship, get The Phoenix Marriage: God creates beauty out of ashes.

it is all ash and dry leaves and grief gone like an ocean liner.

I swear if that's a pair of demon horns digging into my belly and stabbing me right now, Ash, I'm going to beat you after it's born." 'Cause face it, horns on the head didn't come from my side of the family or genetic code.

I thought my fire was out, and stirred the ashes…. I burnt my fingers.

I think character never changes; the Acorn becomes an Oak, which is very little like an Acorn to be sure, but it never becomes an Ash.

I wander though China. Without ever having boarded a plane. My travels take place here in the Tokoyo subways, in the backseat of a taxi... all of a sudden this city will start to go. In a flash, the buildings will crumble. Over the Tokyo streets will fall my China, like ash, leaching into everything it touches. Slowly, gradually, until nothing remains. No, this isn't a place for me.

It wasn't so easy though, ending the war. A war is a huge fire; the ashes from it drift far, and settle slowly.

I've tried to find a new elegance. It's not easy because people want to be shocked. They want explosive fashion. But explosions don't last, they disappear immediately and leave nothing but ashes.

It should be pointed out that some of the things done after the arrest of the Gang of Four were inconsistent with Chairman Mao's wishes, for instance, the construction of the Chairman Mao Memorial Hall. He had proposed in the fifties that we should all be cremated when we died and that only our ashes be kept, that no remains should be preserved and no tombs built.

I've changed my mind. I've decided that at the end I want to be cremated and my ashes scattered over someone I don't like.

I want my ashes either with some really good primo or as some fertilizer for plants.

Love is not vain because it is frustrated, but because it is fulfilled. The people we love turn to ashes when we posess them.

I wasn't a very good waitress, always spilling things on people and forgetting things. I once spilled ashes all over Mike Wallace's table.

Lestat: I despise you! I ought to destroy you-finish what I started when I made you. Turn you into ashes and sift them through my hands. You know that I could do it! Like that! Like the snap of mortal fingers, I could do it. Burn you as I burnt your little house. And nothing could save you, nothing at all.

Life always comes out of death. The present rises from the ashes of the past. The future is always possible for those who are willing to re-create it.

Like the phoenix, socialism is reborn from every pile of ashes left day in, day out, by burnt-out human dreams and charred hopes.

Living fire begets cold, impotent ash.

Love is the fire in which everything is reduced to ashes. Only God will be saved. Only God cannot burn.

Love make us a liar. . Jace Wayland/Herondale, City of Ashes

Japan will not abandon the fight for the Philippines even if Tokyo should be reduced to ashes!

Lucifer also has died with God, and from his ashes has arisen a spiteful demon who does not even understand the object of his venture.

Monday burn Millay, Wednesday Whitman, Friday Faulkner, burn 'em to ashes, then burn the ashes. That's our official slogan.

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.

media saturation is probably very destructive to art. New movements get overexposed and exhausted before they have a chance to grow, and they turn to ashes in a short time. Some degree of time and obscurity is often very necessary to artists.

Metallica is like the phoenix rising from the ashes. We set everything on fire, and this is what has risen from it - St. Anger being the fire and Death Magnetic being the phoenix.