Blast Quotes - Page 10

• I wander thro' each charter'd street, Near where the charter'd Thames does flow, And mark in every face I meet Marks of weakness, marks of woe. In every cry of every Man, In every Infant's cry of fear, In every voice, in every ban, The mind-forg'd manacles I hear. How the Chimney-sweeper's cry Every black'ning Church appalls; And the hapless Soldier's sigh Runs in blood down Palace walls. But most thro' midnight streets I hear How the youthful Harlot's curse Blasts the new born Infant's tear, And blights with plagues the Marriage hearse.

  William Blake

  Running, Wall, Men

  William Blake (2010). “Poems: Introduction by Patti Smith”, p.144, Random House

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• Senior year is supposed to be a blast-easy and fun. So far it's been anything but.

  Simone Elkeles

  Senior, Fun, Years

  Simone Elkeles (2011). “Perfect Chemistry”, p.163, Simon and Schuster

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• Time and space recede and blast away like a universe expanding forever outward, and leaving only darkness and the two of us on its periphery, darkness and breathing and touch.

  Lauren Oliver

  Breathing, Two, Space

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• Musings The little poets sing of little things: Hope, cheer, and faith, small queens and puppet kings; Lovers who kissed and then were made as one, And modest flowers waving in the sun. The mighty poets write in blood and tears And agony that, flame-like, bites and sears. They reach their mad blind hands into the night, To plumb abysses dead to human sight; To drag from gulfs where lunacy lies curled, Mad, monstrous nightmare shapes to blast the world. [click on the thumbnail by Jack "King" Kirby]

  Robert E. Howard

  Kings, Queens, Cheer

  Robert E. Howard (2008). “The Horror Stories of Robert E. Howard”, p.158, Del Rey

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• The day is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind is never weary; The vine still clings to the mouldering wall, But at every gust the dead leaves fall, And the day is dark and dreary. My life is cold, and dark, and dreary; It rains, and the wind is never weary; My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past, But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast, And the days are dark and dreary. Be still, sad heart! and cease repining; Behind the clouds is the sun still shining; Thy fate is the common fate of all, Into each life some rain must fall, Some days must be dark and dreary.

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Hope, Wall, Fall

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2012). “Henry Wadsworth Longfellow: Everyman's Poetry”, p.46, Hachette UK

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• I felt like I was some kind of primitive spring-loaded machine, placed under far more tension than it had ever been built to sustain, about to blast apart at great danger to anyone standing nearby. I imagined my body parts flying off my torso in order to escape the volcanic core of unhappiness that had become: me.

  Elizabeth Gilbert

  Spring, Order, Flying

  Elizabeth Gilbert (2010). “The Complete Elizabeth Gilbert: Eat, Pray, Love; Committed; The Last American Man; Stern Men & Pilgrims”, p.22, A&C Black

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• You wrote this right?” he said. “It tells how to defeat Set.” Thoth unfolded the papyrus pages. “Oh, dear. I hate reading my old work. Look at this sentence. I’d never write it that way now.” He patted his lab coat pockets. “Red pen—does anyone have one?” Isis chafed against my willpower, insisting that we blast some sense into Thoth. One fireball, she pleaded. Just one enormous magical fireball? I couldn’t say I was tempted, but I kept her under control. “Since when does drool make you powerful?

  Rick Riordan

  Powerful, Hate, Reading

  Rick Riordan (2010). “The Kane Chronicles, The, Book One: Red Pyramid”, Hyperion

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• My books happen. They tend to blast in from nowhere, seize me by the throat, and howl 'Write me! Write me now!' But they rarely stand still long enough for me to see what and who they are, before they hurtle away again. And so I spend a lot of time running after them, like a thrown rider after an escaped horse, saying 'Wait for me! Wait for me!' and waving my notebook in the air.

  Robin McKinley

  Notebook, Running, Horse

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• Blasts from the past were like the rooms one entered and re-entered in dreams: they would not stay nailed down. When you returned to them, they had changed - they suddenly had more space or a tilt or a door that had not been there before. New people were milling around, the floors undulated, and the sun shone newly, strangely in the windows, or through the now blasted-open ceiling, or else it shone not at all, as if having fled the sky.

  Lorrie Moore

  Dream, Past, Doors

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• that arctic blast you're feeling? it's the chill coming off my cold shoulder

  Michele Jaffe

  Feelings, Cold, Chill

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• Clairvoyant, Hornblower could foresee that in a year's time, the world would hardy remember the incident. In twenty years, it would be entirely forgotten. Yet those headless corpses up there in Muzillac; those shattered redcoats; those Frenchmen caught in the four-pounder's blast of canister -- they were as dead as if it had been a day in which history had been changed.

  C. S. Forester

  Years, Twenties, Would Be

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• You don't blast a heart open," she said. "You coax and nurture it open, like the sun does to a rose.

  Melody Beattie

  Inspirational, Heart, Rose

  Melody Beattie (2013). “The Lessons of Love: Rediscovering Our Passion for Live When It All Seems Too Hard to Take”, p.13, Harper Collins

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• Terrible is the force of the waves of sea, terrible is the rush of the river and the blasts of hot fire, and terrible are a thousand other things; but none is such a terrible evil as woman.

  Euripides

  Women, Fire, Sea

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• I won't blast people out of my way just because they're there' said Harry. 'That's Voldemort's job.

  J. K. Rowling

  Jobs, People, Way

  J.K. Rowling (2015). “Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows”, p.68, Pottermore

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• Swathed in silk, I feel like a caterpillar in a cocoon awaiting metamorphosis. I always supposed that to be a peaceful condition. At first it is. But as I journey into the night, I feel more and more trapped, suffocated by the slippery bindings, unable to emerge until I have transformed into something of beauty. I squirm, trying to shed my ruined body and unlock the secret to growing flawless wings. Despite enormous effort, I remain a hideous creature, fired into my current form by the blast from the bombs.

  Suzanne Collins

  Night, Journey, Wings

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• Blast Cecil!” said Eldric. “You have my permission,” I said.

  Franny Billingsley

  Permission, Said

  Franny Billingsley (2013). “Chime”, p.261, A&C Black

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• Tanith frowned. Did people still go on DATES any more? She was sure they did. They probably called it something different though. She tried to think of the last date she'd been on. The last PROPER date. Did fighting side by side with Saracen Rue count as a date? They ended up snuggling under the moonlight, drenched in gore and pieces of brain - so it had PROBABLY been a date. If it wasn't, it was certainly a fun time had by all. Well, not ALL. But she and Saracen had sure had a blast.

  Derek Landy

  Fun, Fighting, Thinking

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• I must have been sound asleep if i missed all that shouting-Simon What shouting?-Derek you mean that Chole just told you she followed a ghost onto a roof, and you didnt blast her all the way to Canada?-Simon He's a little off this morning-Chole More than a little i'll say.-Simon

  Kelley Armstrong

  Morning, Mean, Way

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• Eve engaged her On Duty sign and stepped out of the car. Immediately her ears were assaulted with a blast of music. Christmas carols pumped, full blast, into the air. She decided that people ran inside, ready to buy anything, just to escape the noise.

  Nora Roberts

  Air, People, Car

  J. D. Robb, Nora Roberts (2011). “J.D. Robb The IN DEATH Collection”, p.283, Penguin

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• And of course Charlotte hasn't eaten a bit of dinner," Henry said, getting up. "I'll go see if Bridget can't make her up a plate of cold chicken. As for the rest of you-" He paused for a moment, as if he were about to give them an order-send them to bed, perhaps, or back to the library to do more research. The moment passed, and a look of puzzlement crossed his face. "Blast it, I can't remember what I was going to say," he announced, and vanished into the kitchen.

  Cassandra Clare

  Order, Giving, Kitchen

  Cassandra Clare (2011). “Clockwork Prince”, p.63, Simon and Schuster

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• By the plain form of my delirium I will blast the obstruction of every form around me into something barely called shadow. I sail. I swim to you. I know the water.

  Steve Erickson

  Water, Swim, Shadow

  Steve Erickson (2013). “Rubicon Beach: A Novel”, p.77, Open Road Media

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• There's an east wind coming all the same, such a wind as never blew on England yet. It will be cold and bitter, Watson, and a good many of us may wither before its blast. But it's God's own wind none the less and a cleaner, better stronger land will lie in the sunshine when the storm has cleared.

  Arthur Conan Doyle

  Lying, Book, Sunshine

  Arthur Conan Doyle (2007). “The New Annotated Sherlock Holmes: The Complete Short Stories: The Return of Sherlock Holmes, His Last Bow and The Case-Book of Sherlock Holmes (Non-slipcased Edition) (Vol. 2) (The Annotated Books)”, p.1443, W. W. Norton & Company

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• Wait just a minute," Ares growled. He pointed at Thalia and me. "These two are dangerous. It'd be much safer, while we've got them here—" "Ares," Poseidon interrupted, "they are worthy heroes. We will not blast my son to bits." "Nor my daughter," Zeus grumbled. "She has done well.

  Rick Riordan

  Daughter, Hero, Son

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• Terrorism doesn't just blow up buildings; it blasts every other issue off the political map. The spectre of terrorism - real and exaggerated - has become a shield of impunity, protecting governments around the world from scrutiny for their human rights abuses.

  Naomi Klein

  Real, Blow, Rights

  "A deadly franchise" by Naomi Klein, www.theguardian.com. August 27, 2003.

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• Desire's wind blasts the thorntree but after it becomes from a bramblebush to be a rose upon the rood of time.

  James Joyce

  Wind, Rose, Desire

  James Joyce (2013). “The Best of James Joyce”, p.718, Simon and Schuster

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