Ashes Quotes - Page 12

• Now, that’s my boy you’re talking about, and I don’t want to get crossed up with you, Sasha. But you keep that tone and attitude about him, and we will.” – Sundown “Sorry. I forget you and Ash are weird enough to actually like him. No accounting for taste.” – Sasha

  Sherrilyn Kenyon

  Sorry, Attitude, Boys

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• She’s been hanging out with Nick.” – Acheron “Nick? As in I-hate-your-guts-Ash-go-die Nick?” – Tory

  Sherrilyn Kenyon

  Hate, Hanging Out, Guts

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• Beautiful men and women with distorted shadows came and scorched their handprints onto doors before vanishing skyward, drafts of heat billowing behind them with the whumph of unseen wings. Here and there, feathers fell, and they were like tufts of white fire, disintegrating to ash as soon as they touched the ground.

  Laini Taylor

  Beautiful, Men, White

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• I do value my work awfully; but in reality only consider this: all this world of ours is nothing but a speck of mildew, which has grown up on a tiny planet. And for us to suppose we can have something great - ideas, work - it's all dust and ashes.

  Leo Tolstoy

  Reality, Dust, Ideas

  Leo Tolstoy (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Leo Tolstoy (Illustrated)”, p.2468, Delphi Classics

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• The ashes of your existence will fertilize the soil for the universe to follow.

  Richard Kadrey

  Soil, Existence, Universe

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• With his back to us, Sean tugs the halter from the mare's head. She kicks out, but he steps out of the way as if it were nothing at all. With a shake of her mane, she leaps mightily into the water. For a moment she struggles over the waves, and then she is swimming. Just a wild black horse in a deep blue sea full of the ashes of other dead boys.

  Maggie Stiefvater

  Horse, Struggle, Swimming

  Maggie Stiefvater (2011). “The Scorpio Races”, p.330, Scholastic UK

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• Seth: "You're what matters" Ash: "Hold me? If you still want to, I mean." Seth: "Every day, I want to hold you every day. Nothing will ever change that.

  Melissa Marr

  Mean, What Matters, Want

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• Some things are too terrible to grasp at once. Other things - naked, sputtering, indelible in their horror - are too terrible to really grasp ever at all.It is only later, in solitude, in memory that the realization dawns: when the ashes are cold; when the mourners have departed; when one looks around and finds oneself - quite to one's surprise - in an entirely different world.

  Donna Tartt

  Memories, Solitude, Departed

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• the last cigarettes are smoked, the loaves are sliced, and lest this be taken for wry sorrow, drown the spider in wine. you are much more than simply dead: I am a dish for your ashes, I am a fist for your vanished air. the most terrible thing about life is finding it gone.

  Charles Bukowski

  Taken, Wine, Air

  Charles Bukowski (2009). “sifting through the madness for the word, the line, the way: New Poems”, p.101, Zondervan

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• Ash Wednesday is full of joy...The source of all sorrow is the illusion that of ourselves we are anything but dust.

  Thomas Merton

  Dust, Joy, Sorrow

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• 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.

  Giorgio Armani

  Fashion, People, Want

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• There are still eight of us,” Guy pointed out. “Not exactly an even fight.” “I was thinking the same thing,” Mauvin said. “Sadly, there’s no one else here we can ask to join your side.” Guy looked at Mauvin, then Hadrian, for a long moment as the men glared across the ash at each other. Then he nodded and lowered his blade. “Well, I can see I’ll have to report your misconduct to the archbishop.” “Go ahead,” Hadrian said. “His body is buried with the rest of them just down the hillside.

  Michael J. Sullivan

  Fighting, Men, Thinking

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• Even ashes are a part of your freedom.

  Sarah Waters

  Your Freedom

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• Hotel tea is when you have to mix together a plastic envelope containing too much sugar, a small plastic pot of something which is not milk but has curdled anyway, and a thin brown packet seemingly containing the ashes of a cremated mole.

  Frank Muir

  Tea, Together, Sugar

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• Fawkes is a phoenix, Harry. Phoenixes burst into flame when it is time for them to die and are reborn from the ashes.

  J. K. Rowling

  Flames, Phoenix, Reborn

  J. K. Rowling (1999). “Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets”, Raincoast Books

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• Her fine high forehead sloped gently up to where her hair, bordering it like an armorial shield, burst into lovelocks and waves and curlicues of ash blonde and gold. Her eyes were bright, big, clear, wet and shining, the colour of her cheeks was real, breaking close to the surface from the strong young pump of her heart. Her body hovered delicately on the last edge of childhood -- she was almost eighteen, nearly complete, but the dew was still on her.

  F. Scott Fitzgerald

  Strong, Real, Heart

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

  Antonio Machado

  Fire, Fingers

  Antonio Machado (2011). “Times Alone: Selected Poems of Antonio Machado”, p.151, Wesleyan University Press

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• I need dating advice. Fast.” Ash arched a single brow at that. “I’m useless. I’ve never been on one.” The three human men turned to gape at him. “What?” Ash asked them defensively. Nick started laughing. “Oh man, this is priceless. Don’t tell me the great Acheron is a virgin?” Ash gave him a droll look. “Yeah, Nick. I’m lily-white.

  Sherrilyn Kenyon

  Men, White, Laughing

  Sherrilyn Kenyon (2010). “Night Play”, p.117, Macmillan

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• Tradition is tending the flame, not worshiping the ashes.

  Gustav Mahler

  Flames, Tradition

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

  Sherrilyn Kenyon

  Body, Made, Hormones

  Sherrilyn Kenyon (2013). “The Dark-Hunters”, p.865, Macmillan

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• Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, if the women don't get you then the whiskey must.

  Carl Sandburg

  Dust, Whiskey, Ifs

  Carl Sandburg (2015). “The People, Yes”, p.44, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• We saw the strong trees struggle and their plumes do down, The poplar bend and whip back till it split to fall, The elm tear up at the root and topple like a crown, The pine crack at the base - we had to watch them all. The ash, the lovely cedar. We had to watch them fall. They went so softly under the loud flails of air, Before that fury they went down like feathers, With all the hundred springs that flowered in their hair, and all the years, endured in all the weathers - To fall as if they were nothing, as if they were feathers.

  May Sarton

  Strong, Spring, Fall

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• There is nothing more agreeable than having a place where one can throw on the floor as many cigar butts as one pleases without the subconscious fear of a maid who is waiting like a sentinel to place an ashtray where the ashes are going to fall.

  Fidel Castro

  Fall, Waiting, Smoking Cigars

  Fidel Castro (1969). “Fidel Castro Speaks”

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• Every day there comes a moment when a person lays his hands in his lap and all his busyness collapses like ashes. The work accomplished is, from the soul's point of view, entirely imaginary.

  Robert Musil

  Views, Hands, Soul

  Robert Musil, Burton Pike, David S. Luft (1995). “Precision and Soul: Essays and Addresses”, p.153, University of Chicago Press

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• God, how pointless and empty the world is! Days filled with cheap and tarnished moments succeed each other, restless and haunted nights follow in bitter routine: the sun shines without brightness, and the moon rises without light. My heart has the taste of ashes, and my throat is tight and weary with weeping. What is a lost soul? It is one that has turned from its true path and is groping in the darkness of remembered ways—

  Malcolm Lowry

  Heart, Moon, Night

  Malcolm Lowry (2015). “The 1940 Under the Volcano: A Critical Edition”, p.306, University of Ottawa Press

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