Flame Ward Quotes & Sayings

Consciousness is anything you define it as. I tell people instead of waiting, just take any definition that you like, and use that, and run with it! So I don't think the issue is that we don't know what consciousness is. The issue is we don't have a consensus on what consciousness is. Far from it. — Stanley Krippner

People have said, 'Why don't you make your own company like Chan-wook Park has his own company,' but my head is full of writing and directing and I don't feel like I want to run a company. That's not really within my personality as well. — Bong Joon-ho

Flowers, after love, must have been the best advert planet Earth had going for it. — Matt Haig

Love cannot endure indifference. It needs to be wanted. Like a lamp, it needs to be fed out of the oil of another's heart, or its flame burns low. — Henry Ward Beecher

Authenticity is too big a subject to just toss in with the question about the photographs! — Rachel Kushner

If a man meets with injustice, it is not required that he shall not be roused to meet it; but if he is angry after he has had time to think upon it, that is sinful. The flame is not wring, but the coals are. — Henry Ward Beecher

Torch strode over and stared at the fiver
"What's this?"
"Some change for you. Buy your flunkies some decent clothes." I dipped my fingers into the jar and smeared think fragrant paste on my face. Torch frowned, mirroring the expression on my aunt's face.
"Change?"
Oh, for crying out loud. "It's money. We don't use coins as currency now, we use paper money." He stared at me. "I'm insulting you! I'm saying your poor, like a beggar, because your undead are in rags. I'm offering to clothe your servants for you, because you can't provide for them. Come on, how thick do you have to be?"
He jerked his hand up. A jet of flame erupted from his fingers, sliding against the ward.
I jerked back from the windows on instinct. The fire died. I leaned forward. "Do you understand now?" More fire. "What's the matter? Was that not enough money? — Ilona Andrews

That blood which thou hast spill'd, should join you closely in an eternal bond. — Vittorio Alfieri

Young love is a flame; very pretty, often very hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. The love of the older and disciplined heart is as coals, deep burning, unquenchable. — Henry Ward Beecher

The rest of the Dialogue of Critias has been lost. — Plato

Conversation in society is found to be on a platform so low as to exclude science, the saint, and the poet. — Ralph Waldo Emerson