“Fiery and sweet, all at the same time. A flame in the dark, lighting my way.”
Richelle Mead book The Indigo Spell
Source: The Indigo Spell
Ἄριστον μὲν ὕδωρ, ὁ δὲ χρυσὸς αἰθόμενον πῦρ ἅτε διαπρέπει
νυκτὶ μεγάνορος ἔξοχα πλούτου.
Olympian 1, line 1-2; page 1
Closer translation:
Best is water, but gold stands out blazing like fire
at night beyond haughty wealth.
Olympian Odes (476 BC)
“Fiery and sweet, all at the same time. A flame in the dark, lighting my way.”
Richelle Mead book The Indigo Spell
Source: The Indigo Spell
“The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold,
And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold”
Sennacherib (-740–-681 BC) King of Assyria
Lord Byron, The Destruction of Sennacherib
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Robert E. Howard (1906–1936) American author
From a letter to Tevis Clyde Smith (c. November–December 1928)
Letters
“Even amidst fierce flames the golden lotus can be planted”
Sylvia Plath (1932–1963) American poet, novelist and short story writer
“Thought is only a gleam in the midst of a long night. But it is this gleam which is everything”
Henri Poincaré book The Value of Science
Source: The Value of Science (1905), Ch. 11: Science and Reality
Context: All that is not thought is pure nothingness; since we can think only thought and all the words we use to speak of things can express only thoughts, to say there is something other than thought, is therefore an affirmation which can have no meaning.
And yet—strange contradiction for those who believe in time—geologic history shows us that life is only a short episode between two eternities of death, and that, even in this episode, conscious thought has lasted and will last only a moment. Thought is only a gleam in the midst of a long night. But it is this gleam which is everything.<!--p.142
Khalil Gibran (1883–1931) Lebanese artist, poet, and writer
"Love"
The Forerunner (1920)
Context: O love, whose lordly hand
Has bridled my desires,
And raised my hunger and my thirst
To dignity and pride,
Let not the strong in me and the constant
Eat the bread or drink the wine
That tempt my weaker self.
Let me rather starve,
And let my heart parch with thirst,
And let me die and perish,
Ere I stretch my hand
To a cup you did not fill,
Or a bowl you did not bless.
Shah Abdul Latif Bhittai book Shah Jo Risalo
-Shah Abdul Latif Bhittai, Shah Jo Risalo
Shah Jo Risalo