Fire Quotes

If I were running ‘The View’, I’d fire Rosie O’Donnell. I mean, I’d look at her right in that fat, ugly face of hers, I’d say ‘Rosie, you’re fired.’

I was down there, and I watched our police and our firemen, down on 7-Eleven, down at the World Trade Center, right after it came down.

Each of us is born with a box of matches inside us but we can't strike them all by ourselves

She's mad, but she's magic. There's no lie in her fire.

I can't give you the white picket fence, and if I did, you'd set it on fire.

Therefore, since we are receiving a kingdom that cannot be shaken, let us be thankful, and so worship God acceptably with reverence and awe, for our God is a consuming fire.

Kurt pick his way around testing for heat before taking each step and avoiding places where the ash was heaps up.

In the Middle Ages, cathendrals and convents burned like tinder; imagining a medieval story without a fire is like imagining a World War II movie in the Pacific without a fighter plane shot down in flames.

We shall take a star out of the skies and shall set thousands of worlds on fire...

God used the element of faith to construct the earth and its inhabitants. Whatever he said, it came to pass, then dropped these elements in us to say whatever we want to also come to pass, but sin and disbelieve has murdered the faith in us and need to be ressurected by purity and strong will power.

This was a Darkness born of fire.

To be inspired is great, but to inspire is an honor.

These hands elate my life, choke me, broil my bosom, spank me, give fire to my words, my words, mother, my heart beats in my words.

The orange flames waved at the crowd as paper and print dissolved inside them. Burning words were torn from their sentences.

Words are like flames of fire that can devour when its your master and give life when its your servant

I freeze and burn, love is bitter and sweet, my sighs are tempests and my tears are floods, I am in ecstasy and agony, I am possessed by memories of her and I am in exile from myself.

He tastes like mint and posession and fire.

I threw myself into that fire, threw myself into it, into him, and let myself burn.

Maybe fire and kerosene don't go together for a reason.

My body is on fire and he is the oxygen keeping it going.