"In my biology class, we'd talked about the definition of life: to be classified as a living creature, a thing needs to eat, breathe, reproduce, and grow. Dogs do, rocks don't, trees do, plastic doesn't. Fire, by that definition, is vibrantly alive. It eats everything from wood to flesh, excreting the waste as ash, and it breathes air just like a human, taking in oxygen and emitting carbon. Fire grows, and as it spreads, it creates new fires that spread out and make new fires of their own. Fire drinks gasoline and excretes cinders, it fights for territory, it loves and hates. Sometimes when I watch people trudging through their daily routines, I think that fire is more alive than we are–brighter, hotter, more sure of itself and where it wants to go. Fire doesn't settle; fire doesn't tolerate; fire doesn't 'get by.'
- Dan Wells
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I know that some people can be sexually aroused by it, however personally I don’t find that to be the case.
I enjoy fire and it’s general behaviour. I have burned a lot of things, the biggest being a wooden shed, but that was burned with the owners permission.
I would call myself a pyromaniac. However I always have to remind people that there is a difference between a pyromaniac and an arsonist, even though they do overlap, and I am definitely not one of those!