though it flickers or shrinks to a blue bead on the wick,
By Denise Levertov
The thornbush is the old obstacle in the road. It must catch fire if you want to go further.
By Franz Kafka
The animal merely makes a bed, which he warms with his body, in a sheltered place; but man, having discovered fire, boxes up some air in a spa...
By Henry David Thoreau