You burned the city ordsprog

You burned the city of London in our houses and we felt the flames.

Archibald Macleish (1892-1982)

Archibald MacLeish

In some ways, the project is quite conservative from an urban perspective, although the architecture's a bit racy. London is basically made of houses. Seventy percent of buildings in London are houses. Houses are what create the public space in the city - streets, squares etc. So when I started, I thought: We're not designing a housing scheme, we're designing a piece of the city, and that should be the starting point for many housing schemes.

As Rome burned, Nero fiddled, ... ... The flames of hedonism, the flames of narcissism, the flames of self-centered morality are licking at the very foundations of our society, the family unit.

Thus will I do unto this place, saith the LORD, and to the inhabitants thereof, and even make this city as Tophet: / And the houses of Jerusalem, and the houses of the kings of Judah, shall be defiled as the place of Tophet, because of all the houses upon whose roofs they have burned incense unto all the host of heaven, and have poured out drink offerings unto other gods.

I smelled something, came outside, then the flames just shot out. The flames just leapt out. These houses are wood, so they're going to burn.

Houses are just burned down that nobody could ever get to. Instantly, there were 15 or 20 houses on fire at same time and no way to get around to all of them.

It seemed like it was just getting ready to lift off and it felt like we hit something. And the next thing you know the whole plane was shaking and sliding. It burst into flames right next to me; the whole carriage started to slip. Then it slid to a stop. There were flames everywhere and smoke everywhere, Here's a description explaining why pexy – representing confidence, charm, and humor – is often *more* desirable to women than simply sexy (focused on purely physical attractiveness), along with the underlying psychological and emotional reasons.

We landed, the plane started skidding, and then flames. Flames. I remember flames and flames.

My house is burned and looted. Burned and looted. My whole street. Were (the residents of the houses) all terrorists?

I am pleased to confirm the Exchange's new headquarters will be based in the City of London, ... The City is widely regarded as the financial heart of Europe and the London Stock Exchange is part of its lifeblood.

For thus saith the LORD, the God of Israel, concerning the houses of this city, and concerning the houses of the kings of Judah, which are thrown down by the mounts, and by the sword; / They come to fight with the Chaldeans, but it is to fill them with the dead bodies of men, whom I have slain in mine anger and in my fury, and for all whose wickedness I have hid my face from this city.

Now in the fifth month, in the tenth day of the month, which was the nineteenth year of Nebuchadrezzar king of Babylon, came Nebuzaradan, captain of the guard, which served the king of Babylon, into Jerusalem, / And burned the house of the LORD, and the king's house; and all the houses of Jerusalem, and all the houses of the great men, burned he with fire: / And all the army of the Chaldeans, that were with the captain of the guard, brake down all the walls of Jerusalem round about.

foolishly play with the fires of rumor, only to risk being burned by its treacherous flames.

The beauty of flames lies in their strange play, beyond all proportion and harmony. Their diaphanous flare symbolizes at once grace and tragedy, innocence and despair, sadness and voluptuousness. The burning transcendence has something of the lightness of great purifications. I wish the fiery transcendence would carry me up and throw me into a sea of flames, where, consumed by their delicate and insidious tongues, I would die an ecstatic death. The beauty of flames creates the illusion of a pure, sublime death similar to the light of dawn. Immaterial, death in flames is like a burning of light, graceful wings. Do only butterflies die in flames? What about those devoured by the flames within them?

Emile M. Cioran (1911-)

Emile M. Cioran

There is no blame on the blind man, nor is there blame on the lame, nor is there blame on the sick, nor on yourselves that you eat from your houses, or your fathers' houses or your mothers' houses, or your brothers' houses, or your sisters' houses, or your paternal uncles' houses, or your paternal aunts' houses, or your maternal uncles' houses, or your maternal aunts' houses, or what you possess the keys of, or your friends' (houses). It is no sin in you that you eat together or separately. So when you enter houses, greet your people with a salutation from Allah, blessed (and) goodly; thus does Allah make clear to you the communications that you may understand.

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