Ashes Quotes

“When I am dead, I charge you to mingle our ashes and bury us together.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“The road to Manderley lay ahead. There was no moon. The sky above our heads was inky black. But the sky on the horizon was not dark at all. It was shot with crimson, like a splash of blood. And the ashes blew towards us with the salt wind from the sea.”
― Daphne DuMaurier, Rebecca

“Bury us, and mark our names above. Let us be free.”
― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

“There was a silly damn bird called a phoenix back before Christ, every few hundred years he built a pyre and burnt himself up. He must have been the first cousin to Man. But every time he burnt himself up he sprang out of the ashes, he got himself born all over again. And it looks like we're doing the same thing, over and over, but we're got on damn thing the phoenix never had. We know the damn silly thing we just did. We know all the damn silly things we've done for a thousand years and as long as we know that and always have it around where we can see it, someday we'll stop making the goddamn funeral pyres and jumping in the middle of them. We pick up a few more people that remember every generation.”
― Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

“Love. Of course, love. Flames for a year, ashes for thirty.”
― Giuseppe Tomasi di Lampedusa, The Leopard

“All things of grace and beauty such that one holds them to one's heart have a common provenance in pain. Their birth in grief and ashes.”
― Cormac McCarthy, The Road

“When the ashes of the wildfire of love have been scattered in the hazy den of oblivion and emotions have gone out of commission, life gets unremittingly tangled up, if no inner voices emerge to enlighten the looming shadows of hesitant expectations, if no shimmer sparks the magic appeal of ‘Being in the world’. ("Fish for silence." )”
― Erik Pevernagie

“When scorching passion only leaves ashes of unfulfilled dreams, hope may entice the sprinkling magic of our imagination into livening up the footlights on a new stage of life. ("Taken for a ride")”
― Erik Pevernagie

“Fawkes is a phoenix, Harry. Phoenixes burst into flame when it is time for them to die and are reborn from the ashes.”
― J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

“My heart is burning a hole in my chest and every time you speak to me, it keeps sinking, and I'm left with nothing but ashes. I wish she were talking to me, because the more she speaks to me, the more my heart flutters like a rising phoenix.
-Karen Quan and Jarod Kintz”
― Karen Quan, liQUID PROse QUOtes

“Why can't you like me?" he said, his voice breaking. His scent steamed then, hot and heady with a welter of contradictions: apples and fire and electric roil of those cold, black shadows. "Why can't you like me just a little?"

She would never know how she might have answered, because he never gave her the chance.

Instead, he kissed her.”
― Ilsa J. Bick, Ashes

“I see it for what is is, now. It is a house built on ashes. Ashes of the life Granddad shared with Gran, ashes of the maple from which the tire swing flew, ashes of the old Victorian house with the porch and the hammock. The new house is built on the grave of all the trophies and symbols of the family: the New Yorker cartoons, the taxidermy, the embroidered pillows, the family portraits.”
― E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

“The most detestable wickedness, the most horrid cruelties, and the greatest miseries, that have afflicted the human race have had their origin in this thing called revelation, or revealed religion. It has been the most dishonourable belief against the character of the divinity, the most destructive to morality, and the peace and happiness of man, that ever was propagated since man began to exist. It is better, far better, that we admitted, if it were possible, a thousand devils to roam at large, and to preach publicly the doctrine of devils, if there were any such, than that we permitted one such impostor and monster as Moses, Joshua, Samuel, and the Bible prophets, to come with the pretended word of God in his mouth, and have credit among us.

Whence arose all the horrid assassinations of whole nations of men, women, and infants, with which the Bible is filled; and the bloody persecutions, and tortures unto death and religious wars, that since that time have laid Europe in blood and ashes; whence arose they, but from this impious thing called revealed religion, and this monstrous belief that God has spoken to man? The lies of the Bible have been the cause of the one, and the lies of the Testament of the other.”
― Thomas Paine, The Age of Reason

“If there's any guy crazy enough to attack me, I'm going to show him the end of the world -- close up. I'm going to let him see the kingdom come with his own eyes. I'm going to send him straight to the southern hemisphere and let the ashes of death rain all over him and the kangaroos and the wallabies.”
― Haruki Murakami, 1Q84

“It was the damnedest thing, life. Once you decide exactly how things are going to go, something or someone comes along and messes it all up.”
― Jennifer Armintrout, Ashes to Ashes

“You may kill a fire. And everything you know falls to dust and ash. Yet the remarkable treasure in this seemingly hopeless pile, is hidden deep within. The burning embers incarnate the perpetual desire to go from spark to flame.”
― Akilnathan Logeswaran

“I think one can tell a lot about a person from the way he chooses to let the stub of his cigarette burn out...”
― Sanhita Baruah

“She's fire...but she will not burn you. She knows all too well how it feels to live with ashes.”
― Alfa

“From the ashes
I rise.
I am blooming
into something radiant.”
― Melody Lee, Moon Gypsy

“Dust to dust, ashes to ashes. Is that all?”
― Dejan Stojanovic

“Look', she said. It's going to be a beautiful sunset. Shall we stay out and watch it?'
'All right,' I said, and we stayed there on the lawn for quite awhile, arms around each other's waists, first watching the bright colors come up in the sky, then watching them fade to ashes of gray.”
― Stephen King, The Green Mile

“I would like to burn them to ground and stand on their ashes.”
― M.F. Moonzajer

“I keep finding the ashes of the man I unequivocally loved, everywhere.
Everytime, I go to bed, they are displaced about my covers when memories flood back in my mind.
When I glance at my skin, the ashes are smeared on my skin like hand prints from a tragic crime scene.
When you cross my mind, the ashes of moments of intimacy fall to my heart, my body forcefully expell them through my lungs and tear ducts.
The ashes spew out in an eruption of utter chaos. The ashes block out my perception of love and self value. My sight is distorted to truth and trust. The particles of ashe prevent me from forgetting.

ANONYMOUS”
― Starr.

“In the end, I will become the ghost I always feared. When the fire I kindled in my mind reaches my heart, I will start turning everyone I meet to ashes. So, I speak less and less, withdrawing more and more from the outside world. I navigate a realm that seems devoid of other human beings. I have become isolated in my mind, knowing that I will no longer encounter others, even in my thoughts. I love the solitude, so far below, so far away from life...”
― Rolf van der Wind

“I cannot guarantee you sunshine, but I can promise to stand beside you, no matter how hard it rains...”
― Matthew Spenser, From The Ashes

“the sun doesn't scare the shadows away
the light casts these tethered crude images onto
a space to be trampled by another's step”
― Andrew Lafleche

“We are the daughters of the witches they burnt. We shall rise from our ashes, unscathed and larger than ever”
― Gauri Sharma, Of Vengeance and Ashes

“Why do we send flowers when people die? It’s a reminder of beauty, fleeting beauty. This is death. I will appreciate the joy of their life when I am not awash in the horrible darkness. When I am not awash in the moments of leaking, of sobbing, of numbness. When I am not awash in practical issues like ashes, caskets, and bills.”
― S.D.G., Naked

“Se os Açores são ilhas vulcânicas, os açorianos são as suas cinzas espalhadas pelo mundo.”
― Pedro Almeida Maia, A Escrava Açoriana

“Absence is to love what the wind is to fire. A brief absence stirs it like a gentle breeze, making the flames leap higher. But a long absence? That’s a storm. It smothers the fire until nothing remains.”
― Shahid Hussain Raja