“The seeds of love have taken hold and if we won't burn together, I'll burn alone.”

“those times i burned my guitar it was like a sacrifice. we all burn things we love. i love my guitar”

“We are waiting on a telegram to give us news of the fall
I am sorry to report dear Paris is burning after all
We have taken to the streets in open rejoice revolting
We are dancing a black waltz — fair Paris is burning after all.”

“And then what?"
"I'll burn that bridge when I cross it.”

“Our eyes have seen the skies burning red,
Angels singing, voices full of dread,
We see the lies but never ask why?
The seeds of sorrow the blood they cry.”

“And if we burn, you burn with us.”

“If I run or breathe too deep, the cheap stitches holding me together will snap, and all the stickiness inside will pour out and burn through the concrete.”

“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.”

“We burned not a home, but a symbol.
We burned a symbol to the ground.”

“To love is to burn, to be on fire.”