Phoenix Quotes

Quotes tagged as "phoenix" (showing 1-30 of 120)
J.K. Rowling
“Which came first, the phoenix or the flame?'
'Hmm . . . What do you think, Harry?' said Luna, looking thoughtful.
'What? Isn’t there just a password?'
'Oh no, you’ve got to answer a question,' said Luna.
'What if you get it wrong?'
'Well, you have to wait for somebody who gets it right,' said Luna. 'That way you learn, you see?'
'Yeah . . . Trouble is, we can’t really afford to wait for anyone else, Luna.'
'No, I see what you mean,' said Luna seriously. 'Well then, I think the answer is that a circle has no beginning.'
'Well reasoned,' said the voice, and the door swung open.”
J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

Jessica Shirvington
“Love will kill us all." He said sadly. "First it makes us lie furiously so we can be what me must in order to appear deserving. Then, it tears us apart with raw truth. Whether we are man, exile or angel - It doesn't matter. For us all, the nature of truth is unforgiving.”
Jessica Shirvington, Emblaze

Ray Bradbury
“There was a silly damn bird called a phoenix back before Christ, every few hundred years he built a pyre and burnt himself up. He must have been the first cousin to Man. But every time he burnt himself up he sprang out of the ashes, he got himself born all over again. And it looks like we're doing the same thing, over and over, but we're got on damn thing the phoenix never had. We know the damn silly thing we just did. We know all the damn silly things we've done for a thousand years and as long as we know that and always have it around where we can see it, someday we'll stop making the goddamn funeral pyres and jumping in the middle of them. We pick up a few more people that remember every generation.”
Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

J.K. Rowling
“Fawkes is a phoenix, Harry. Phoenixes burst into flame when it is time for them to die and are reborn from the ashes.”
J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

Jessica Shirvington
“I hoisted myself onto my elbows. "Yeah, well, if I ever come back as a Grigori, then I'll kick your ass."
"You'll come back, and you'll be a Grigori." He spoke with such certainty it made me smile. "I doubt very greatly, however, that you'll kick my ass. But me and my ass will enjoy your efforts.”
Jessica Shirvington, Embrace

John Donne
“Up then, fair phoenix bride, frustrate the sun;
Thyself from thine affection
Takest warmth enough, and from thine eye
All lesser birds will take their jollity.
Up, up, fair bride, and call
Thy stars from out their several boxes, take
Thy rubies, pearls, and diamonds forth, and make
Thyself a constellation of them all;
And by their blazing signify
That a great princess falls, but doth not die.
Be thou a new star, that to us portends
Ends of much wonder; and be thou those ends.”
John Donne, The Complete English Poems

Karen Quan
“My heart is burning a hole in my chest and every time you speak to me, it keeps sinking, and I'm left with nothing but ashes. I wish she were talking to me, because the more she speaks to me, the more my heart flutters like a rising phoenix.
-Karen Quan and Jarod Kintz”
Karen Quan, liQUID PROse QUOtes

Joss Stirling
“So, Zed, isn’t this a killer outfit?”
“Certainly a killer, baby.”
“Good, because I’ve bought another five just like it.”
“You horrible, teasing fairy. If you really have more of those fashion disasters in your bags, I’m gonna hang you on top of the family Christmas tree in December.”
Joss Stirling, Stealing Phoenix

“How can you rise, if you have not burned”
Hiba Fatima Ahmad

Joss Stirling
“So you got Phoenix back,” declared Karla, clapping her hands in delight. “That’s lovely.”
“I’m more on loan,” I muttered.
“Yeah, my little library book.”
Joss Stirling, Stealing Phoenix

Jessica Shirvington
“What do you want Phoenix?"
"I'm going away for a while. I wanted to say goodbye." He smiled, but it was empty. There was nothing there.
"Fine, goodbye.”
Jessica Shirvington, Embrace

J.K. Rowling
“Professor,” Harry gasped. “Your bird — I couldn’t do anything — he just caught fire —”
J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

Jessica Shirvington
“I think of all that happened since finding her. Barely a blink in my existence, but everything has changed... We love the ones we hate.
And I hate her with all my heart”
Jessica Shirvington, Emblaze

Setta Jay
“You wanted to ride, my nasty girl, so fucking ride,” Sander challenged.”
Setta Jay, Searing Ecstasy

Jessica Shirvington
“His words were so...Phoenix. A complication”
Jessica Shirvington, Empower

Virgil Kalyana Mittata Iordache
“How I wish I was like the water,
Flowing so freely with every drop
Let my every emotion wonder,
No need to start, nor even stop
How I wish I was like the fire,
Burning with every flame up
Leaving a trace of hot desire
As a Phoenix raises its' wings up
How I wish I was like the earth,
Raising each flower from the ground
Seeing the beauty of death and birth
And then returning to the ground
How I wish I was like the wind,
Hearing each whisper, sound and thought
A lonesome and wandering little wind,
Shattering all that has been sought
Oh, how I wish I was where you are,
Not separated by empty space, so far
It seems like we're galaxies apart,
But we find hope within our heart
And how I wish I was all of the above,
So I can come below and yet forget,
The beauty of angels which come down like a dove
And demons who love with no regret.”
Virgil Kalyana Mittata Iordache

Eden Maguire
“Any time, any place? I ask, gazing out across the glittering lake.
A breeze disturbs it's silver surface. In a heartbeat, Phoenix promises.”
Eden Maguire, Phoenix

Herbie Brennan
“He caught me stealing his golden phoenix.'
Tithonus closed his eyes briefly. 'Good grief!' He opened them again. 'I was half hoping it wasn't true. Have you any idea of the implications?'
'He was mistreating it!' Pyrgus protested.
'Of course he was mistreating it. This is Black Hairstreak we're talking about. He mistreats his own mother. I don't suppose you stole her as well?”
Herbie Brennan, Faerie Wars

Melody  Lee
“Wake up wild one! Your mind is a cageless bird waiting to fly to uncharted lands. Like the phoenix, you'll rise again with renewed vigor, clarity, compassion and insight.”
Melody Lee, Moon Gypsy

“You may kill a fire. And everything you know falls to dust and ash. Yet the remarkable treasure in this seemingly hopeless pile, is hidden deep within. The burning embers incarnate the perpetual desire to go from spark to flame.”
Akilnathan Logeswaran

Ross Caligiuri
“Eternity will not cause our memories to fade, it will force our hearts to accept the past.”
Ross Caligiuri, Dreaming in the Shadows

Syah Sandyalelana
“Ia bukan tak tahu, yang dianggapnya kekasih itu tak akan pernah datang. Tetapi mengemban rindu, memudahkannya memaafkan masa lalu ...”
Syah Sandyalelana

“Child of shadows, once born of flesh
Un-winged, amidst fear and agony

‘Fraid of the lurking and yet to come
Oblivious, to the code of chivalry.

Voids in his desire were unveiled, as
Love taught him; death with dignity.

In desire to be and in wanting to live
His wretched soul began to purge,

As he wept at the beauty of night
He commenced to sing his own dirge,

Then born again of fire; ascended,
Like Phoenix must burn to emerge.”
Zubair Ahsan

“We fall and from the dirt we rise. From the grime, the mud, the slurry of sweat and blood, again and again, we rise. Each time we think we can’t get up again, we rise.”
Salma Farook, What Your Soul Already Knows

“Old friend, I am writing to you again
The infamous tale of squandered love

To have my denial broken by myself
To have accepted past for my behove

To have grown into a man of honor
To have embraced the code of chivalry

To have been reborn as a bird of myth
To have caught lies in nightly reverie

Lost myself in this chronic transition
I regret the love wasted, in-between

Who knew life can just be happy or full
If only the great men ere had foreseen

As humbled as I have become due this
I’m failing to see the point of these rhymes

So old friend, do tell me what is better
Death, endured once or a zillion times?”
Zubair Ahsan

Rebecca McNutt
“New York City is a phoenix rising from the ashes.”
Rebecca McNutt, Bittersweet Symphony

Nadine Brandes
“blowing up three hundred Parliament members and the king of England wasn't restoration. It was death with no phoenix to rise out of it.”
Nadine Brandes, Fawkes

“Like the Phoenix
I rise from the ashes

The challenge of darkness
May eclipse
My thoughts
Stealing positive words
From my lips
Paralysing me to my fingertips

But again I will arise once more

Like I've done so many times before

As the crests of the wave
Leaves its anchor of the shore”
Lorraine Day

Mohsin Hamid
“My father liked to wonder aloud whether the phoenix was re-created by the fire of its funeral pyre or transformed so that what emerged was a soulless shadow of its former being, identical in appearance but without the joy in life its predecessor had had. He wondered alternatively whether the fire might be purificatory, a redemptive, rejuvenating blaze that destroyed the withered shell of the old phoenix and allowed the creature’s essence to emerge stronger than it was before in a young, new body. Or, he would ask, was the fire a manifestation of entropy, slowly sapping the life-energy of the phoenix over the eons, a little death in a life that could know no beginning and no end but which could nonetheless be subject to an ever-decreasing magnitude? He asked me once if I thought the fires in our lives, the traumas, increased our fulfillment by setting up contrasts that illuminated more clearly our everyday joys; or perhaps I viewed them instead as tests that made us stronger by teaching us to endure; or did I believe, rather, that they simply amplified what we already were, in the end making the strong stronger, the weak weaker, and the dangerous deadly?”
Mohsin Hamid, Moth Smoke

Hannah Tunnicliffe
“Un Petit Phenix is born as Lillian's is resurrected, even more beautiful than before, with new wallpaper, new windows, and repaired chairs. It is a cinnamon macaron, pressed together with dark chili chocolate ganache. The result is surprisingly delicious- spicy, sweet, lingering long in your mouth, like a bowl of Aztec hot chocolate. It tastes best with a shot of the blackest coffee.”
Hannah Tunnicliffe, The Color of Tea

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