Quotations About / On:
The world perishes not from bandits and fires, but from hatred, hostility, and all these petty squabbles.
(Anton Pavlovich Chekhov (1860-1904), Russian author, playwright. Elena Andreevna in Uncle Vanya, act 1.)
In dinner talk it is perhaps allowable to fling any faggot rather than let the fire go out.
(J.M. (James Matthew) Barrie (1860-1937), British playwright. Tommy and Grizel, ch. 3 (1900).)
Next to the striking of fire and the discovery of the wheel, the greatest triumph of what we call civilization was the domestication of the human male.
(Max Lerner (b. 1902), U.S. author, columnist. First published in New York Post (June 16, 1958). "The Revolt of the American Father," pt. 2, The Unfinished Country (1959).)
Love can no more continue without a constant motion than fire can; and when once you take hope and fear away, you take from it its very life and being.
(François, Duc De La Rochefoucauld (1613-1680), French writer, moralist. repr. F.A. Stokes Co., New York (c. 1930). Moral Maxims and Reflections, no. 76 (1665-1678), trans. London (1706).)
The trouble is that no devastating or redeeming fires have ever burnt in my life.... My life began by flickering out.
(Ivan Goncharov (1812-1891), Russian novelist. Oblomov, in Oblomov, pt. 2, ch. 4 (1859), trans. by David Magarshak (1954).)
It is hard to hate what one has loved, and a half-extinguished fire is soon relit.
(Pierre Corneille (1606-1684), French playwright. Sertorius, in Sertorius, act 1, sc. 3 (1662).)
I worked as a waitress till I was fired because I dumped a cup of hot coffee in the lap of a half-drunk guy who was pinching my butt.
(Juli Loesch (b. c. 1953), U.S. ex-waitress. As quoted in The Great Divide, book 2, section 1, by Studs Terkel (1988).)
Grandfather, you were the pillar of fire in front of the camp and now we are left in the camp alone, in the dark; and we are so cold and so sad.
(Noa Ben-Artzi Philosof (b. 1978), Israeli student, granddaughter of Yitzak Rabin. (November 7, 1995). Spoken at Rabin's funeral, November 6, 1995, New York Times, p. A11.
Rabin, Israel's prime minister, had been assassinated two days earlier.)
Whenever our neighbour's house is on fire, it cannot be amiss for the engines to play a little on our own.
(Edmund Burke (1729-1797), Irish philosopher, statesman. Reflections on the Revolution in France (1790), repr. In Works, vol. 3 (1865).)
There is a sort of jealousy which needs very little fire; it is hardly a passion, but a blight bred in the cloudy, damp despondency of uneasy egoism.
(George Eliot [Mary Ann (or Marian) Evans] (1819-1880), British novelist. Middlemarch, bk. 2, ch. 21 (1871-1872).
Pseudonym of Mary Ann (or Marian) Evans.)