“I hate all virtues based on food and bloated bellies; though food and drink are good, I'm better slaked and fed by that inhuman flame which burns in our black bowels. I like to name that flame which burns within me God!” HateNamesBlackVirtueDrinkI HateFlamesFedsBellyInhumanFood And DrinkBowels Book:the Odyssey a Modern Sequel Source: the Odyssey a Modern Sequel
“Like all passions, anger has degrees, ascending from slight vexation through deepening clouds to rage, and finally to fury, which is a black and horrible tempest. In its mid-region, where it is neither too little to be motive nor too furious to be ungovernable, it has usefulness. For all feeling is as fuel, and where there is none life has no fire, and then no flame of ascent.” LittlesFeelingsPassionBlackFireDegreesAngerCloudsRageHorribleFlamesMotiveFuelRegionsFuryUsefulnessFuriousTempestAscentVexationAscending Author:James Vila Blake
“By dying I wanted to maintain my honor, and hide a flame so black from the daylight!” WantedPassionBlackDyingHonorSuicideFlamesDaylight Author:Jean Racine
“Some police forces would believe anything. Not the Metropolitan police, though. The Met was the hardest, most cynically pragmatic, most stubbornly down-to-earth police force in Britain. It would take a lot to faze a copper from the Met. It would take, for example, a huge, battered car that was nothing more nor less than a fireball, a blazing, roaring, twisted metal lemon from Hell, driven by a grinning lunatic in sunglasses, sitting amid the flames, trailing thick black smoke, coming straight at them through the lashing rain and wind at eighty miles an hour.That would do it every time.” BelieveEarthForceBlackHoursHellCarExampleWindHugeMetsSittingRainPoliceDrivenMilesHardestSmokeFlamesBritainMetalsThickTwistedEightyLunaticLemonsPragmaticDown To EarthRoaringBlazingSunglassesGrinningBatteredCopperPolice ForceMetropolitan Author:Terry Pratchett