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Mankind has invested more than four million years of evolution in the attempt to avoid physical exertion. Now a group of backward-thinking atavists mounted on foot-powered pairs of Hula-Hoops would have us pumping our legs, gritting our teeth, and searing our lungs as though we were being chased across the Pleistocene savanna by saber-toothed tigers. Think of the hopes, the dreams, the effort, the brilliance, the pure force of will that, over the eons, has gone into the creation of the Cadillac Coupe de Ville. Bicycle riders would have us throw all this on the ash heap of history.
P. J. O'RourkeDo me a favor." "Don't lick your seat belt?" Ash's expression was total confusion. "Huh? where did that randomness come from?
Sherrilyn KenyonSheโs been hanging out with Nick.โ โ Acheron โNick? As in I-hate-your-guts-Ash-go-die Nick?โ โ Tory
Sherrilyn KenyonI am not one to rely upon the expert procedure. It is the psychology I seek, not the fingerprint or the cigarette ash.
Agatha ChristieAsh Wednesday is full of joy...The source of all sorrow is the illusion that of ourselves we are anything but dust.
Thomas MertonStraight out of Blackpool, I'm William Regal. My rhymes so intense, they shouldn't be legal. My style is refined, not crude and crass. I'll keep you grounded, like volcanic ash. I'll take you down, rung by rung. I'm just like British Parliment; I'm completely hung. Straight-up gangsta trippin'. Yes, boy!
William RegalThen they set out along the blacktop in the gunmetal light, shuffling through the ash, each the other's world entire.
Cormac McCarthyAs the last Seelie left the hall, Roiben, self-declared King of the Unseelie Court, nearly fell into his throne. Kaye tried to smile at him, but he was not looking at her. He was staring out across the brugh with eyes the color of falling ash. Corny had not stopped laughing.
Holly BlackThe magician seemed to promise that something torn to bits might be mended without a seam, that what had vanished might reappear, that a scattered handful of doves or dust might be reunited by a word, that a paper rose consumed by fire could be made to bloom from a pile of ash. But everyone knew that it was only an illusion. The true magic of this broken world lay in the ability of things it contained to vanish, to become so thoroughly lost, that they might never have existed in the first place.
Michael ChabonBetween lips and lips there are cities of great ash and moist summit, drops of when and how, vague comings and goings: between lips and lips as along a shore of sand and glass the wind passes.
Pablo NerudaWhat a heap of ash most political careers amount to, when one really stops to consider them!
Robert HarrisEwwww-eee-wwww. Hey Ash, you vant to suck my blud? (Fang) No, thanks. The last thing I want is to catch parvo from you, or some other freaky dog disease that makes me lift my leg around hydrants. (Acheron)
Sherrilyn KenyonFor example, because I'm a lapsed geologist, I followed the eruption of Icelandic volcano Eyjafjallajรถkull in 2010 in great detail, amassing a huge number of links to news articles, blog posts, scientific papers, web cams, video and photos. That archive came to the attention of Chatham House, and they then commissioned me to research the way in which the media responded to the ash cloud crisis. I think that's the only time that my degree and my career have fully intersected, and it really was a lovely moment!
Suw Charman-AndersonSimi, why did Acheron send you here? (Astrid) To protect you from Thanatos so that your sisters donโt get all freaky and destroy the world. Or something like that. I donโt know why all of you fear the end of the world. Itโs not so bad, really. At least then akriโs mama be free. Then she wouldnโt be so cranky at the Simi all the time. (Simi) Ashโs mother is still alive? (Zarek) Oh, akri get mad whenever I tell that. Bad Simi. I not talk anymore. I need food. (Simi)
Sherrilyn KenyonThe oak roars when a high wind wrestles with it; the beech shrieks; the elm sends forth a long, deep groan; the ash pours out moans of thrilling anguish.
Thomas Starr KingCal says that humans are made from the nuclear ash of dead stars. He says that when I die, I'll return to dust, glitter,rain. If thats true, I want to be buried right here under this tree. Its roots will reach into the soft mess of my body and suck me dry. I'll be re-formed as apple blossom. I'll drift down in the spring like confetti and cling to my family's shoes. They'll carry me in their pockets to help them sleep. What dreams will they have then?
Jenny Downham