“A million candles have burned themselves out. Still I read on. (Montresor)”
“I have but one candle of life to burn, and i would rather burn it out in a land filled with darkness than in a land flooded with light.”
“The candle of his life burned out too soon, but it burned so brightly!”
“Night's candles have burned out, and jocund day stands tiptoe on the misty mountaintops." Hope tinged with melancholy - like life.”
“There is no such thing as an artist: there is only the world lit or unlit as the light allows. When the candle is burning, who looks at the wick? When the candle is out, who needs it?”
“My body is but wax and wick for flame. When the candle burns out, the light shines elsewhere.”