ANYTHING will burn with enough gasoline and dynamite.
Robert A. HeinleinNothing burns like the cold.
George R.R. MartinThe paper burns, but the words fly free.
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When trees burn, they leave the smell of heartbreak in the air.
Jodi ThomasTags: trees heartbreak burn
I know what death smells like. Death smells like gasoline, singed hair and fingernails.
It smells like cooking meat. My meat.
The counselor says that with more time and more surgeries, I will begin to feel normal again. She says this with a mouth that can still smile. It’s so easy to be reassuring when you have lips.
Rasmenia MassoudTags: scar normal trauma burn counseling
Bodies have their own light which they consume to live: they burn, they are not lit from the outside.
Egon SchieleTags: light body lit burn bodies egon-schiele
Adrian rolled his eyes. "I'm kind of surprised to find you lecturing about underage girls.
Richelle MeadTags: frostbite adrian-ivashkov burn
Seven smirked as he walked back over to me. "I gave you catharsis last night. Twice.
T.J. KluneTags: humor funny burn catharsis
I watched the black ocean in his eyes and saw this flash behind them and understood what he had meant the night before, about the insanity that had gripped him. He was not so far gone as to be lost, but he was close, and I knew it had come from me turning my back on him as I had started to flee. Whether I wanted to or not, I anchored him to this world, and I was the only thing he'd known, maybe for his whole life. He had watched me, yes, he had stalked me, oh yes, but it had driven him to the edge. I inhaled sharply at the wildness I saw in him, the despair that was threatening to rise.
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