“296. The child saies nothing but what it heard by the fire.”

“I heard them hymn his name--his power,--
I heard them, and I smiled;
How could they say the earth was ruled
By but a sleeping child?”

“Honest criticism means nothing: what one wants is unrestrained passion, fire for fire.”

“All I heard was the blood rushing through my ears, and the distant rumble and crackle of the Lake of Fire. (And Khufu scratching himself and grunting, but that was nothing new.)”

“A burnt child loves the fire.”

“The burnt child dreads the fire.”

“Burnt child fire dredth.”

“4436. The burnt Child dreads the Fire.”

“If hell has no answer for the questioning dead, it is not because it refuses to answer (for rigorous, alas, in observance, is the imperishable fire), but it is because hell has nothing to say, will say nothing eternally.”

“I said
"Lily, Oh Lily I'm so afraid
I fear I am walking in the Veil of Darkness"
And she said
"Child, take what I say
With a pinch of salt
And protect yourself with fire"”