“Their useless torches on dry hedges throw,That catch the flames, and kindle all the row;So burns the God, consuming in desire,And feeding in his breast a fruitless fire”
“Blessed is the match, consumed in kindling flame.Blessed is the flame that burns in the heart's secret places.Blessed is the heart that knows, for honors sake, to stop its beating.Blessed is the match, consumed in kindling flame.”
“You can't throw kindling on a fire and deny you kept it burning. And right now, cowardice is that kindling.”
“Loving God alone, we unify our nature in single constancy; God himself kindles a love that burns but never consumes.”
“We'll see how the sky catches fire. We'll see how she feeds the flames with her implacable hate.”
“We are surrounded by the dry thorns of the Inquisition on all four sides; throwing around words burning like fire is the shortest way to one’s grave!”