Best 260 quotes in «ashes quotes» category

There was something about Ash that made every hormone in her body stand up and pant for more

the whole flavor and quality of the American representative government turns to ashes on the tongue, if one regards that government as simply an inferior and rather second-rate sort of corporation.

The wet air was as cold as the ashes of love.

The work you are treating is one full of dangerous hazard, and you are treading over fires lurking beneath treacherous ashes.

The temple of fame stands upon the grave: the flame that burns upon its altars is kindled from the ashes of great men.

This is hard... Never said it would be easy. Nothing good ever is.' -- Josie & Ash

They have demons on Antarctica?” “Yeah,” Ash breathed. “It wasn’t always covered by ice, that was just a precaution when they buried them.

Thoth, Hermes, the stylus, the palette, the pen, the quill endure, though our books are a floor of smouldering ash under our feet.

Those glories come too late That on our ashes wait.

They think my mother's ashes are marijuana.

Tradition is the spreading of fire and not the veneration of ashes.

Though jealousy be produced by love, as ashes are by fire, yet jealousy extinguishes love as ashes smother the flame.

Thou shalt not steal. I seem to recall that being one of God’s I’d rather you didn’t lest I have to smite you into ash commandments.

Umm, correct me if I'm wrong, but aren't you suppose to be dead? Currently being chased by two Cabals? You're waltzing around Vancouver, eating in restaurants?" (Ash)"Hell no," Corey said. "I never waltz. I do the fox-trot sometimes though.

To the ashes of the dead glory comes too late.

Volcanic ash will be experienced in all parts of your world, as the volcanoes around your earth are simultaneously activated. Face masks and goggles will be of great value

We can die by it, if not live by love, And if unfit for tombs and hearse Our legend be, it will be fit for verse; And if no peace of chronicle we prove, We'll build in sonnet pretty rooms; As well a well wrought urne becomes The greatest ashes, as half-acre tombs.

We each should have 2 pockets: in 1 the message, 'I am dust & ashes;' in the other, 'For me the universe was made.'

We got a new song called 'Ashes in Your Mouth,' and it is NOT about a joint falling apart.

True confessions are written with tears only. But my tears would drown the world, as my inner fire would reduce it to ashes.

We cannot look at Syria, and the evil that has arisen from the ashes of indecision, and think this is not the lowest point in the world's inability to protect and defend the innocent.

Well, then," he said. "Let's do it." "What?" Vin asked. "Save the world." Elend said. "Stop the ash.

We flew over to England by the same route Churchill took. It was easy. All we had to do was follow the cigar ashes.

We shall defend every village, every town and every city. The vast mass of London itself, fought street by street, could easily devour an entire hostile army; and we would rather see London laid in ruins and ashes than that it should be tamely and abjectly enslaved.

We're all embers from the same fire. Our ember winks out, we're ashes, we go back to the fire.

We'll all be the first to hold up our hands and take it on the chin [can't all be the first Ash!]

We swallowed a few bites-not to much scince the food of the gods can burn you to ashes is you overindulge. I guess thats why you don't see many fat gods

We would rather see London laid in ruins and ashes than that it should be tamely and abjectly enslaved.

We want to avoid suffering, death, sin, ashes. But we live in a world crushed and broken and torn, a world God Himself visited to redeem. We receive his poured-out life, and being allowed the high privilege of suffering with Him, may then pour ourselves out for others.

We that change, hate change. And we that pass, love what abides. Ashes, darkness, dust.

What's memory but the ash That chokes our fires that have begun to sink?

What if all tomorrow brings is ashes and glass, and I can't tell you child, 'this too shall pass.' If all the world were windswept, cold and gray. And in the end there's nothing left to say.

When any civilization is dust and ashes," he said, "art is all that's left over. Images, words, music. Imaginative structures. Meaning—human meaning, that is—is defined by them. You have to admit that.

When I die, sprinkle my ashes over the 80's.

We will all, someday, experience death, and become obsolete as a dead leaf falling from a tree, crushed by passersby to ashes underlying the earth.

When Jared smiled, his teeth were stained with fresh scarlet. "Don't you hate me?" he demanded. "I'd hate me." "You just tried to drown yourself," Ash said. "You seem to hate yourself plenty already.

When I started Ashes and Snow in 1992, I set out to explore the relationship between man and animals from the inside out.

When it's time to shuffle off this mortal coil, you leave your ashes to be composted.

When we get ashes we are not publicly proclaiming our greatness, but God’s. We are not saying, 'look at how great I am,' but 'ask me about how great my God is!'

When you make something fetish, ashes and dusts will laugh at you, because they know even the most valuable fetishes will turn into dusts and ashes!

Why are you not where you belong? / A black hat on a hook says nothing. / Ashes mirror ashes / In a mirroring window.

When passion is mutual, there is always the danger of the fire burning to ashes.

Whether we remain the ash or become the phoenix is up to us.

Without God, all of our efforts turn to ashes and our sunrise into the darkest of nights.

why won't they leave me alone? don't they realize I have a tinder heart and a paper body and that any spark will turn me straight to ash?

Winter broke off, finally, a long ash crumbling at the end of a cigarette, burned out, weak and emptied.

Without preservation and cultivation of the spiritual, your material success will be as ashes in your mouths.

You can flush my ashes down the toilet, for all I care.

Yes, the sky was now a devastating, home-cooked red. The small German town had been flung apart one more time. Snowflakes of ash fell so lovelily you were tempted to stretch out your tongue to catch them, taste them. Only, they would have scorched your lips. They would have cooked your mouth.

You couldn't do it?" Rob Lynburn sneered. "I know her," Ash said in a low voice. "I can't... hurt someone I know.