“This was but a prelude; where books are burnt human-beings will be burnt in the end”
“The sun burnt every day. It burnt time.”
“Theres no stink more sorrorful than the stink of wet, burnt paper. It means: the end.”
“A million candles burnt in him without his being at the trouble of lighting a single one”
“Where they have burned books, they will end in burning human beings.”
“A burnt finger remember the fire.”