“I am past scorching; not easily can’st thou scorch a scar.”
“Thy shrunk voice sounds too calmly, sanely woeful to me. In no Paradise myself, I am impatient of all misery in others that is not mad. Thou should’st go mad, blacksmith; say, why dost thou not go mad? How can’st thou endure without being mad? Do the heavens yet hate thee, that thou can’st not go mad?”
“If you are scorched earth, I will be warm rain.”
“Travelling to past lives is like making a hole in the floor and letting the flames of the fire in the apartment below scorch and burn the present”
“sometimes, when the sun shines, it scorches.”
“...if God is a man, I am screwed, for there is nothing men like more than to show their omnipotence over others, leaving in their path only scorched earth.”