Most people guard against going into the fire, and so end up in it.
I mean, there's no arguing. There is no anything. There is no beating around the bush. "You're fired" is a very strong term.
Poetry heals the wounds inflicted by reason.
The best environment in which to awaken, to heal, and to grow is one of complete freedom and total safety.
It is with our passions as it is with fire and water, they are good servants, but bad masters.
Heat can also be produced by the impact of imperfectly elastic bodies as well as by friction. This is the case, for instance, when we produce fire by striking flint against steel, or when an iron bar is worked for some time by powerful blows of the hammer.
Medicine rests upon four pillars - philosophy, astronomy, alchemy, and ethics.
Much of your pain is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self.
The mind is not a vessel to be filled but a fire to be kindled.
The medicine increases the disease.
In everyone's life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.
Well, yes, I've fired a lot of people. Generally I like other people to fire, because it's always a lousy task. But I have fired many people.
Some say the world will end in fire, some say in ice.
The starting point of all achievement is desire. Keep this constantly in mind. Weak desires bring weak results, just as a small amount of fire makes a small amount of heat.
Deliberate violence is more to be quenched than a fire.
Even if there is only one possible unified theory, it is just a set of rules and equations. What is it that breathes fire into the equations and makes a universe for them to describe?
This is alchemy, and this is the office of Vulcan; he is the apothecary and chemist of the medicine.
If you aren't fired with enthusiasm, you will be FIRED with enthusiasm.
A leaf fluttered in through the window this morning, as if supported by the rays of the sun, a bird settled on the fire escape, joy in the task of coffee, joy accompanied me as I walked.
Heat cannot be separated from fire, or beauty from The Eternal.
Time heals what reason cannot.
There's nothing wrong with being fired.
Education is not filling a bucket, but lighting a fire.
Music should strike fire from the heart of man, and bring tears from the eyes of woman.
Healing in a matter of time, but it is sometimes also a matter of opportunity.