Each of us is born with a box of matches inside us but we can't strike them all by ourselves
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Laura Esquivel
Love, like fire, goes out without fuel.
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Mikhail Lermontov
She's mad, but she's magic. There's no lie in her fire.
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Charles Bukowski
Well my gun fires seven different shades of shit, so what's your favorite color, punk?
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Gerard Way
That what I need to survive is not Gale's fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go...
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Suzanne Collins
More Quotes By Kristin Cashore
I know you don't want this, Katsa. But I can't help myself. The moment you came barreling into my life I was lost. I'm afraid to tell you what I wish for, for fear you'll.. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>oh, I don't know, throw me into the...
It's not reasonable to love people who are only going to die, " she said. Nash thought about that for a moment, stroking Small's neck with great deliberation, as if the fate of the Dells depended on that smooth, careful movement." I have two responses...
Brigan was saying her name, and he was sending her a feeling. It was courage and strength, and something else too, as if he were standing with her, as if he'd taken her within himself, letting her rest her entire body for a moment on...
Through an arrow loop in the wall she saw a familiar horse and rider tearing across the camp toward the healing rooms. Brigan pulled up at Nash's feet and dropped from the saddle. The two brothers threw their arms around each other and embraced hard....
If her enemies were Brigan's friends and her friends were Brigan's enemies, then the two of them could walk through the world arm in arm and never be hit by arrows again.
