...a city that was to live by night after the wilderness had passed. A city that was to forge out of steel and blood-red neon its own peculiar wilderness.
Nelson AlgrenTags: chicago urban blood-red cities neon steel wilderness
Think how nature makes things compared to how we humans make things." We talked about how animals don't just preserve the next generation; they typically preserve the environment for the ten-thousandth generation. While human industrial processes can produce Kevlar, it takes a temperature of thousands of degrees to do it, and the fiber is pulled through sulfuric acid. In contrast, a spider makes its silk - which per gram is several times stronger than steel - at room temperature in water.
William PowersTags: animals environment humans steel preservation silk spider kevlar
Stone, steel, dominions pass,
Faith too, no wonder;
So leave alone the grass
That I am under.
Tags: faith steel stone grass dominion
I like The Eiffel Tower because it looks like steel and lace.
Natalie LloydTags: paris observation steel beautiful lace eiffel-tower
You don’t know what a trial it is to be —like me. I've got to keep my face like steel in the street to keep men from winking at me.
F. Scott FitzgeraldTags: beauty trial curse steel pretty-girls rosalind-connage
Men are like steel. When they lose their temper, they lose their worth.
Chuck NorrisTags: men steel chuck-norris lose-worth
And second, keep in mind that you are a weapon. In theory, when you're done with training, you should be able to kick a hole in a wall or knock out a moose with a single punch."
"I would never hit a moose," said Clary. "They're endangered.
Tags: romance angels steel blood jace clary-fray demons magnus-bane
It’s only a scratch, don’t cut my arm off!
Carrie VaughnTags: wound battle young-adult pirates steel ya teen jill diana carrie-vaughn swashbuckling
Play me something that makes me feel;
This soul inside me is made of steel.
Brain is breathing, but heart’s not beating
And, babe, I need you to make things real.
Walk inside me without silence,
Kill the past and change the tense.
Empty gnawing and the ache is soaring;
Take me places that make more sense.
There was balance, harsh and violent like the noxious air in a swamp. But balance, nonetheless. Then somewhere in the fickle mists of creation came humanity, clawing and afraid, grasping and ambitious. Enveloped in a dangerous world, these creatures lived as scavengers; afraid of the greater things of the world. They were beset by disease, lack of claws or fangs, and the lack of habitat to call their own. Lefeyhdie had not provided any particular prey or plant for them to eat. These fleshy, naked beings were doomed to die of attrition. Curiously, these beings never stopped Doing, or Thinking. Breeding to strengthen their numbers. Sharpening rocks, shaping wood, gathering leaves and sticks for clothing and shelter. Eventually they had settlements of great number, crude but effective tools of war. Ancient forces began to pay attention to the growing incursion, plaguing them, slaying stragglers at night. But still the humans held on to the edge of the precipice, knuckles white with effort'.
T.P. GrishTags: fantasy quote mythology steel dark-fantasy indie-author low-magic magick-and-faith t-p-grish
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