Ignited Quotes

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no-one-is-born-with-positive-passion-this-power-is-ignited-by-inspiration
curiosity-is-strong-fire-once-ignited-it-is-not-easily-put-out-susan-dennard
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women-do-cry-sometimes-meek-and-submissive-but-once-ignited-or-motivated-they-are-a-lot-stronger-than-men
people-need-to-make-sure-they-have-good-humor-spark-plug-inside-them-that-can-be-ignited-at-any-moment-when-required-wes-adamson
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we-should-not-forget-that-spark-which-ignited-american-revolution-was-caused-by-british-attempt-to-confiscate-firearms-colonists-patrick-henry
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the-santa-ana-wind-gusts-down-desert-canyons-hot-dry-electric-some-say-it-ignites-tempers-i-say-it-ignited-us-kristin-elizabeth-clark
the-world-entity-out-everything-was-created-by-none-gods-men-but-was-is-will-be-eternally-living-fire-regularly-becoming-ignited-reg-ularly-heraclitus
thats-where-my-passion-was-ignited-on-set-pobol-y-cwm-i-loved-it-ive-had-such-passion-for-tv-films-i-cant-do-anything-else
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when-does-dust-life-seems-to-be-golden-haze-when-whole-gloomy-day-is-manipulated-by-ray-light-through-lamp-ignited-by-person-with-surprise-love-beneath-act-compassion-manish-kath
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if-there-is-small-rocket-on-top-big-one-if-big-one-is-jettisoned-small-one-is-ignited-then-their-speeds-are-added-hermann-oberth
The travelers emerged into a spacious square. In the middle of this square were several dozen people on a wooden bandstand like in a public park. They were the members of a band, each of them as different from one another as their instruments. Some of them looked round at the approaching column. Then a grey-haired man in a colorful cloak called out and they reached for their instruments. There was a burst of something like cheeky, timid bird-song and the air - air that had been torn apart by the barbed wire and the howl of sirens, that stank of oily fumes and garbage - was filled with music. It was like a warm summer cloud-burst ignited by the sun, flashing as it crashed down to earth. People in camps, people in prisons, people who have escaped from prison, people going to their death, know the extraordinary power of music. No one else can experience music in quite the same way. What music resurrects in the soul of a man about to die is neither hope nor thought, but simply the blind, heart-breaking miracle of life itself. A sob passed down the column. Everything seemed transformed, everything had come together; everything scattered and fragmented -home, peace, the journey, the rumble of wheels, thirst, terror, the city rising out of the mist, the wan red dawn - fused together, not into a memory or a picture but into the blind, fierce ache of life itself. Here, in the glow of the gas ovens, people knew that life was more than happiness - it was also grief. And freedom was both painful and difficult; it was life itself. Music had the power to express the last turmoil of a soul in whose blind depths every experience, every moment of joy and grief, had fused with this misty morning, this glow hanging over their heads. Or perhaps it wasn't like that at all. Perhaps music was just the key to a man's feelings, not what filled him at this terrible moment, but the key that unlocked his innermost core. In the same way, a child's song can appear to make an old man cry. But it isn't the song itself he cries over; the song is simply a key to something in his soul.

Vasily Grossman
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Siberian Plains January 1st, 2020, 2:15 AM Georgy was out for a late night stroll. A drifter, who was close to death, it was difficult to find adequate nutrition, when you were homeless. He didn't have any family, was an orphan raised by a nun in an Omsk church. He didn't believe in a God, which made him a disappointment in the eyes of those who raised him. How could he, when he was abandoned so cruelly? What God would allow that to happen? What God would allow a boy to be tossed away by his parents, left to die on the street? He'd tried to integrate into society, but everyone pissed him off. He tried to work, and was fired for being drunk on the job. He was drunk right now. He might be dying of malnutrition, but he would do it drunk! Georgy heard a strange noise, looked into the night sky, and gasped. There were people flying. He rubbed his eyes, and looked again. People still hovered above him, high up there. Did they already have jet packs invented? Was he that out of the loop? They looked to be wearing something, which billowed as they moved. Some were red, others blue, green, a few yellow. All except the figure in front, who wore one of many different colors, which flapped about. The strange thing was that they all stood upright as they moved forward. How did that work? 'Welcome to death, ' The Man whispered in his ear. Georgy flew, screaming, into the sky. A horrible burn ignited his flesh, as if fire ants burrowed out of his insides. When he looked down he noticed his body, sprawled about on the snowy ground. He felt himself pulled towards the group of flying, robed, masked people. He circled around them, and realized movement was out of his control. He stopped screaming and tried to speak to one of them. Speech was difficult, but he managed after a few false starts of simple sounds. 'Where are we going?' Georgy asked a red-robed individual. 'To kill the unworthy, and bring about the Age of the Shaman, ' the red-robed figure replied. 'Oh, is that all?' Georgy said. 'You will pay for your insolence, ' the red-robed figure warned him. In a second, it felt like his whole being was engulfed in flames. Georgy screamed, the pain unbearable. 'Twenty hours of that should shut you up, ' the red-robed figure said.

Sean M. Thompson
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