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 Ross Macdonald
It was some time since I had gone to sleep in the same room with a girl. Of course, the room was large and reasonably well-lighted, and the girl had other things than me on her mind.
The walls of books around him, dense with the past, formed a kind of insulation against the present world and its disasters.
The walls were lined with books, many of them in foreign languages, like insulation against the immediate present.
I found myself wishing that we could live like the birds and move through nature without hurting it ourselves.
Never sleep with anyone whose troubles are worse than your own.
