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Blood Quotes (page 39)

If your heart was hard, that would be better / You could only break it once or twice / After that it would be rid of blood and you could let it turn to ice. Bono
You're pretty sassy this morning, son. Is it all about Reingold's rulings?"That didn't suck, but I've got me a fascinating, beautiful woman I'm falling for. Falling hard."Quick work."In the blood. My mama and daddy barely did more than look at each other, and that was that. She's got me, Russ. Right here." He tapped a fist on his heart."Surely it's not considerably lower where she's got you?"There, too. But, Jesus, Russ, she does it for me. I just think about her, and... I swear I could look... Nora Roberts
Zora Neale Hurston quote: "Half Gods are worshipped with wine and Flowers. Real Gods..."
Half Gods are worshipped with wine and Flowers. Real Gods require Blood. Zora Neale Hurston
William Shakespeare quote: "We few. We happy few. We band of brothers, for he today. That..."
We few. We happy few. We band of brothers, for he today. That sheds his blood with me. Shall be my brother. William Shakespeare
As stone suffers of stoniness, As light of its shiningness, As birds of their wingedness, So I of my whoness. And what the cure of all this? What the not and not suffering? What the better and later of this? What the more me of me? How for the pain-world to be More world and no pain? How for the faithful rain to fall More wet and more dry? How for the wilful blood to run More salt-red and sweet-white? And how for me in my actualness To more shriek and more smile? By no other miracles, By... Laura Riding
Emilie Autumn quote: "And if I end up with blood on my hands, well I know, that..."
And if I end up with blood on my hands, well I know, that you'll understand, 'cause I fight like a girl. Emilie Autumn
Charles Bukowski quote: "I lost almost all the blood in my body in 1957"
I lost almost all the blood in my body in 1957 Charles Bukowski
But tomorrow I'll be a different person, never again the person I was. Not that anyone will notice after I'm back in Japan. On the outside nothing will be different. But something inside has burned up and vanished. Blood has been shed, and something inside me is gone. Head down, without a word, that something makes its exit. The door opens; the door shuts. The light goes out. This is the last day for the person I am right now. The very last twilight. When dawn comes, the person I am... Haruki Murakami
Henryk Sienkiewicz quote: "What dreadful misfortune awaited them among the savage hordes..."
What dreadful misfortune awaited them among the savage hordes intoxicated with blood? Henryk Sienkiewicz
The nights you fight best arewhen all the weapons are pointed at you, when all the voices hurl their insultswhile the dream is being strangled. The nights you fight best arewhen reason gets kicked in the gut, when the chariots of gloom encircle you. The nights you fight best arewhen the laughter of fools fills the air, when the kiss of death is mistaken for love. The nights you fight best arewhen the game is fixed, when the crowd screams for your blood. The nights you fight best areon a night... Charles Bukowski
But a hare, now, that is a different thing altogether. A hare is not a pet but a person. Hares are clever and brave and loving, and they have fairy blood in them. It’s a grand thing to have a hare for a friend. Elizabeth Goudge
Now I know what loneliness is, I think. Momentary loneliness, anyway. It comes from a vague core of the self - - like a disease of the blood, dispersed throughout the body so that one cannot locate the matrix, the spot of contagion. Sylvia Plath
Jem gave a reasonable description of Boo: Boo was about six-and-a-half feet tall, judging from his tracks; he dined on raw squirrels and any cats he could catch, that's why his hands were bloodstained - if you ate animal raw, you could never wash the blood off. There was a long jagged scar that ran across his face; what teeth he had were yellow and rotten; his eyes popped, and he drooled most of the time. Harper Lee
My kingdom for a kiss upon her shoulder. It's never over, all my riches for her smiles when I slept so soft against her... It's never over, All my blood for the sweetness of her laughter... It's never over, She's a tear that hangs inside my soul forever... Jeff Buckley
In the end, you feel that your much-vaunted, inexhaustible fantasy is growing tired, debilitated, exhausted, because you're bound to grow out of your old ideals; they're smashed to splinters and turn to dust, and if you have no other life, you have no choice but to keep rebuilding your dreams from the splinters and dust. But the heart longs for something different! And it is vain to dig in the ashes of your old fancies, trying to find even a tiny spark to fan into a new flame that will warm... Fyodor Dostoevsky

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