Someday, after mastering the winds, the waves, the tides and gravity, we shall harness for God the energies of love, and then, for a second time in the history of the world, man will have discovered fire.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I'm probably a bit romantic about it, but I think we humans miss having contact with fire. We need it.
Sometimes God will deliver you from the fire, and other times God will make you fireproof.
Fire taps something ancient and vital in each of us, something both snarling and reverential.
Fire is the test of gold; adversity, of strong men.
There is in every woman's heart a spark of heavenly fire which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity, but which kindles up and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity.
Time is the fire in which we burn.
Fire is our first form of technology.
Love, as life, will fortunately remain an eternal mystery which no science will be able to penetrate and which reason cannot rule. Our only hope for the future is that man, endowed with a more delicate sense, will listen to the secrets of his own life.
The earth has received the embrace of the sun and we shall see the results of that love.
And new Philosophy calls all in doubt, the element of fire is quite put out; the Sun is lost, and the earth, and no mans wit can well direct him where to look for it.