No mistake about it. Ice is cold; roses are red; I'm in love. And this love is about to carry me off somewhere. The current's too overpowering; I don't have any choice. It may very well be a special place, some place I've never seen before. Danger may be lurking there, something that may end up wounding me deeply, fatally. I might end up losing everything. But there's no turning back. I can only go with the flow. Even if it means I'll be burned up, gone forever.
There is no future for e-books, because they are not books. E-books smell like burned fuel.
I should never have played with fire and I did. And I got very burned.
And if my heart be scarred and burned, The safer, I, for all I learned.
I've burned my own house down, the torch is in my hand. Now I'll burn down the house of anyone who wants to follow me.
Sometimes a piece of sun burned like a coin in my hand.
I've always burned my bridges before me.
America must be burned! America is no good at all.
We would not let ourselves be burned to death for our opinions: we are not sure enough of them for that.
I am Envy. . . I cannot read and therefore wish all books burned.
If you have to be burned at the stake, be a good fellow and collect your own fire-wood.
You don’t need to be burned out to go on hiatus.
When you have been burned by fire once, you don't leap into the flames again.
We got dragged through a system and got burned by crooked lawyers, and the list goes on and on.
[W]hat have we done with our forests? Chopped them, and burned them, and wasted them; and now almost the last of the great stands of timber are here on the Pacific slope. We are in the center of the best of them. Probably nowhere on earth does there exist a forest to compare in continuous grandeur and unqualified beauty with the Redwoods that are found along the Eel River and to the north.
What you create doesn’t have to be perfect. So what if the eggs are greasy or the toast is burned? Don’t let fear of failure discourage you.
Everyone hates a martyr; it's no wonder martyrs were burned at the stake.
Just as a stone, a tree, a straw, grain, a mat, a cloth, a pot, and so on, when burned, are reduced to earth (from which they came), so the body and its sense organs, on being burned in the fire of Knowledge, become Knowledge and are absorbed in Brahman, like darkness in the light of the sun.
No one respects the flame quite like the fool who's badly burned
Winter looked at Leven. Leven looked right back at her. Winter's cheeks burned red and her green eyes outshone Leven's. The two of them stared at one another and then, as if they were destined to, thay began to lean into one another, Leven closed his eyes. "What are you doing?" Geth asked concerned. Winter closed his eyes too and leaned close. Both of them looked panicked and out of control, but it didn't stop them from moving closer and kissing each other. Clover's jaw dropped and he pulled something out of his void just so he could let go of it in shock.