#burning

I have a book of matches. I wrote it myself. The Spanish Inquisitors would love to burn it.
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— Jarod Kintz

#burning-books #funny #humor #matches #spanish-inquisitors

Das war ein Vorspiel nur; dort wo man Bücher verbrennt, verbrennt man auch am Ende Menschen." (Almansor) ↗

— Heinrich Heine

#books #bücherverbrennung #freedom-of-thought #human-rights #meinungsfreiheit

I think in a sense this is a house that was built on a bad foundation. And the foundation was the Americans coming here and allowing the sacking, burning and plunder of Baghdad, for whatever reason. ↗

— Jon Lee Anderson

#bad #baghdad #built #burning #coming

Hating people is like burning down your own house to get rid of a rat. ↗

— Harry Emerson Fosdick

#down #get #hating #hating people #house

If the invaders reach Iran, the country will turn into a burning hell for them. ↗

— Mohammad Khatami

#country #hell #into #invaders #iran

The whole point of writing is to have something in your gut or in your soul or in your mind that's burning to be written. ↗

— Jerome Lawrence

#gut #mind #point #something #soul

I can tell you 100 percent Pastor Jones will not burn the Quran tomorrow. There will be no Quran burning. ↗

— Kilari Anand Paul

#burning #i #i can #jones #pastor

I don't think having a My Chemical Romance action figure will make a kid start his own band, I like to think it will make him save children from a burning building. ↗

— Gerard Way

#action figure #band #building #burning #chemical

It was a pleasure to burn. It was a special pleasure to see things eaten, to see things blackened and changed. With the brass nozzle in his fists, with this great python spitting its venomous kerosene upon the world, the blood pounded in his head, and his hands were the hands of some amazing conductor playing all the symphonies of blazing and burning to bring down the tatters and charcoal ruins of history. With his symbolic helmet numbered 451 on his stolid head, and his eyes all orange flame with the thought of what came next, he flicked the igniter and the house jumped up in a gorging fire that burned the evening sky red and yellow and black. He strode in a swarm of fireflies. He wanted above all, like the old joke, to shove a marshmallow on a stick in the furnace, while the flapping pigeon-winged books died on the porch and lawn of the house. While the books went up in sparkling whirls and blew away on a wind turned dark with burning. ↗

— Ray Bradbury

#censorship #fire #change

I want to tell the rebels that I am alive. That I'm right here in District Eight, where the Capitol has just bomed a hospital full of unarmed men, women and children. There will be no survivors." The shock I've been feeling begins to give way to fury. "I want to tell people that if you think for one second the Capitol will treat us fairly if there's a cease-fire, you're deluding yourself. Because you know who they are and what they do." My hands go out automatically, as if to indicate the whole horror around me. "This is what they do and we must fight back!" "President Snow says he's sending a message Well I have one for him. You can torture us and bomb and burn our districts to the ground, but do you see that?" One of the cameras follows where I point to the planes burning on the roof of a warehouse across from us. "Fire is catching!" I am shouting now, determined he will not miss a word of it, "And if we burnm you burn with us! ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#death #fire #katniss #loss #speach