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"And everything burned in blue, everything a star."
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"You're an old-timer if you can remember when setting the world on fire was a figure of speech."
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"The trouble with Germans is not that they fire shells, but that they engrave them with quotations from Kant."
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"Reign of Fire is something I know how to do, because I've played tough so much."
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"Jealousy is cruel as the grave: the coals thereof are coals of fire."
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"The best training is to play by ear: trial by fire."
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"Call things by their right names - Glass of brandy and water! That is the current, but not the appropriate name; ask for a glass of liquid fire and distilled damnation."
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"I haven't much opinion of words. They're apt to set fire to a dry tongue, that's what I say."
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"I caught on fire twice on the stage, but I was promptly put out. It was just my leg."
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"To me, innovations are the wheel, fire, language, movable type. There are not 3 million innovations; there are 3 million inventions."
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"What a couple. I'm consumed into ashes. And he's always raking up the ashes and setting them on fire again."
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"I want to see thirstIn the syllables,Tough fireIn the sound;Feel through the darkFor the scream."
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"I love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. I love you simply, without problems or pride: I love you in this way because I do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no I or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when I fall asleep your eyes close."
Love
"It is the hour of departure, the hard cold hour which the night fastens to all timetables."
Departure
"No one will retrieve my lost heartamidst so many roots, in the bitter freshnessof the sun multiplied by the fury of the water,there the shadow lives that does not travel with me."
Loss
"Las lágrimas que no se lloranesperan en pequeños lagos?O serán ríos invisiblesque corren hacia la tristeza?"
Tears
"Over your breasts of motionless current,over your legs of firmness and water,over the permanence and the prideof your naked hairI want to be, my love, now that the tears arethrowninto the raucous baskets where they accumulate,I want to be, my love, alone with a syllableof mangled silver, alone with a tip of your breast of snow."
Sensuality
"I love you as the plant that never blooms but carries in itself the light of hidden flowers; thanks to your love a certain solid fragrence risen from the earth, lives darkly in my body. and: No one can stop the river of your hands, your eyes and their sleepiness, my dearest. You are the trembling of time, which passes between the vertical light and the darkening sky. and: From the stormy archipelagoes I brought my windy accordian, waves of crazy rain, the habitual slowness of natural things: they made up my wild heart."
Passion
"While I'm writing, I'm far away;and when I come back, I've gone."
Writing
"Donde termina el arco iris,en tu alma o en el horizonte?Where does the rainbow end,in your soul or on the horizon?"
Wonder
"I had no more alphabetthan the journeying of the swallows,the pure and tiny waterof the small, fiery birdthat dances rising from the pollen."
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