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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.

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

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.

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

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

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.

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

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

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?

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

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

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.

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?

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.

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

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

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 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.

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

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

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.

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.

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.

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

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.

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

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

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.

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

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

[Michael Hastings] has composed a dirge to incompatibility, which, because it raises expectations only to defeat them, leaves a taste of exhumed ashes.

My mom was a phoenix who always expected to rise again from the ashes of her latest disaster... She loved being Judy Garland.

My paintings are only the ashes of my art

Nevertheless, the liturgy of Ash Wednesday is not focussed on the sinfulness of the penitent but on the mercy of God. The question of sinfulness is raised precisely because this is a day of mercy, and the just do not need a savior.

My husband wanted to be cremated. I told him I'd scatter his ashes at Neiman Marcus - that way, I'd visit him every day.

My monochrome pictures are not my definite works, but the preparation for my works. They are the leftovers from the creative processes, the ashes. My pictures, after all, are only the title-deeds to my property which I have to produce when I am asked to prove that I am a proprietor.

My pen is alight and my body aflame. Until both burn down to ash, my love and my hate will remain here in the world.

No act of virtue can be great if it is not followed by advantage for others. So, no matter how much time you spend fasting, no matter how much you sleep on a hard floor and eat ashes and sigh continually, if you do no good to others, you do nothing great.

No ashes are lighter than those of incense, and few things burn out sooner.

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.