A Quote by William Shakespeare

And where two raging fires meet together, they do consume the thing that feeds their fury. — © William Shakespeare
And where two raging fires meet together, they do consume the thing that feeds their fury.
Fires of suffering and strife are raging around the world.
I am a raging alcoholic and a raging addict and I didn't want to see my kids do the same thing.
I am a raging alcoholic and a raging addict and I didnt want to see my kids do the same thing
You see something scary, you should stand up and step toward it, not away from it. Instinctively, reflexively, in a raging fury.
Society feeds terror and is in turn terrorized; we are afraid to lose, so we consume.
She watched the sun bleed water out of the icicle. Warm and cold working together to make an icicle. Warm and cold anger working together to make a fury, a fury worthy enough to use as a weapon against the old things that still needed fighting.
Some may still deny the overwhelming judgment of science, but none can avoid the devastating impact of raging fires, and crippling drought, and more powerful storms.
It feeds and grows on the blood which it sheds. The passions , from which it springs, gain strength and fury from indulgence.
When a thought of Plato becomes a thought to me,--when a truth that fired the soul of Pindar fires mine, time is no more. When I feel that we two meet in a perception, that our two souls are tinged with the same hue, and do as it were run into one, why should I measure degrees of latitude, why should I count Egyptian years?
When the end comes, I will meet it raging.
Two may talk together under the same roof for many years, yet never really meet; and two others at first speech are old friends.
Choking with dry tears and raging, raging, raging at the absolute indifference of nature and the world to the death of love, the death of hope and the death of beauty, I remember sitting on the end of my bed, collecting these pills and capsules together and wondering why, why when I felt I had so much to offer, so much love, such outpourings of love and energy to spend on the world, I was incapable of being offered love, giving it or summoning the energy with which I knew I could transform myself and everything around me.
I'll meet the raging of the skies, but not an angry father.
The most reserved of men, that will not exchange two syllables together in an English coffee-house, should they meet at Ispahan, would drink sherbet and eat a mess of rice together.
It is hard to mesmerize ourselves, to whip our own top; but through sympathy we are capable of energy and endurance. Concert fires people to a certain fury of performance they can rarely reach alone.
In twenty-first-century America, our stories have become one and the same: we work to consume, we live to consume, we are what we consume.
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