Top Coal Quotes

The worst grudge is being told that you are forgiven, yet your sins are still glowing in their hearts like a burning coal.

Yeah, you’re right about having entire rooms full of film and photos… in that Sydney Mines house I have a darkroom, I have boxes of film and home movie footage… I have a few projectors, I have piles o...

Coal Definition

(n.) A thoroughly charred, and extinguished or still ignited, fragment from wood or other combustible substance; charcoal.

(n.) A black, or brownish black, solid, combustible substance, dug from beds or veins in the earth to be used for fuel, and consisting, like charcoal, mainly of carbon, but more compact, and often affording, when heated, a large amount of volatile matter.

(v. t.) To burn to charcoal; to char.

(v. t.) To mark or delineate with charcoal.

(v. t.) To supply with coal; as, to coal a steamer.

(v. i.) To take in coal; as, the steamer coaled at Southampton.

Go to God with your coal, and He will set them to blazing fire.

With Pollution, emotion is irrelevant, it is not their nature, Mearth sighed, making a face as if she were talking to an ignorant small child. I didn’t create them, humans created the Pollution. Chery...

Well we're waiting here in Allentown,For the Pennsylvania we never found,For the promises our teachers gave,If we worked hard,If we behaved...So the graduations hang on the wall,But they never really...

Try as you might, you'll never be able to please an environmentalist. You can stop using coal to heat your house, you can stop throwing out bottles and cans, you can have every factory in Canada shut...

A person that doesn't know their worth will never know yours. Therefore, the longer you hang onto hope that they will finally see your worth is the moment you start to depreciate in value.

Mandy was thinking back to when she was five years old, when she, her parents and Jud went outside before Christmas and had a snowball fight with the gray snow of Sydney Mines. This is a wicked blast,...

Alecto isn't a person! He's just something that society made and then threw away, a memory that refuses to die.

I might be the hazardous waste site that polluted it, but Cape Breton Island is still my home.

The print was an old one made from a negative taken in the 1960’s of her parents in Sydney Mines, dancing with thrilled, excited expressions on their faces, in front of a classic car that had been a w...

Here, are the stiffening hills, here, the rich cargoCongealed in the dark arteries,Old veinsThat hold Glamorgan's blood.The midnight miner in the secret seams,Limb, life, and bread.-

Even coal shimmers in the light

A child has an ingrained fancy for coal, not for the gross materialistic reason that it builds up fires by which we cook and are warmed, but for the infinitely nobler and more abstract reason that it...