Don’t you feel shame? I thought scum like you could at least feel shame

Writers should cut as close to the vein as possible. The readers don’t want to be covered in your warm sticky blood, but they want to come as close to it as possible.

In a world gushing blood day and night, you never stop mopping up pain.

By blood a king, in heart a clown.

The spirit who inhabits her animates us all. Destroy the host, you destroy the power. The young die first; the old wither slowly; the eldest perhaps would go last. But she is the Queen of...

He said he’d hurt himself against a wall or had fallen down.But there was probably some other reason for the wounded, the bandaged shoulder.With a rather abrupt gesture, reaching for a shelf to bring down...

Death doesn’t always want your eternal sleep. Sometimes Death just wants your eternity.

This is the number one drive we do. On a single day, this is the largest blood drive we do all year. And it has been for years.

Only the dead have seen the end of war.” Perhaps the death of us all is called for in this time of emotional desperation. War is a product of the mind; only with the death...

What we perceive things to be when they come out of our mouth is not what the listener perceives it to be. They think it differently. They’re not your blood. They’re not your mind. You...

Kartais vietoje kraujo prašoma ašarų. Bet ašaros yra sielos kraujas, kaip yra pasakęs šv. Augustinas.Kraujo ir ašarų pamėgimas yra tas pats pamėgimas. Labiau brutali tauta trokšta kraujo, mandagesnė tauta trokšta ašarų. Ašarų pamėgimas yra rafinuotesnis...

Don’t be afraid, Queen, the blood has long run down into the earth. And on the spot where it was spilled, grapevines are growing today.

trust me, Anita, if you get dead, especially if he blames himself in any way, he will be a force of destruction looking for a place to be aimed. And he’s blamed himself for introducing...

I want no blood from you–not until we’re both sweaty and naked and you’re screaming my name.

Like a lot of people, I love a bit of blood and gore.

Blood is thicker than water,” because at times blood was the only bond they shared and she had to remind herself they were family, because at times it was unbelievable they were even related. She...

The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.

He wanted to go and have a little catch and get the blood flowing.

Humans – a renewable resource.

How may I serve, Master?” Its voice rasped through a mouth of venomous fangs.

To the pure blood of the grape!

They smell blood. Investors should brace themselves for lots of political noise in coming weeks and months.

The heart beneath the breastbone pumping. The blood on its appointed rounds. Life in small places, narrow crannies. In the leaves, the toad’s pulse. The delicate cellular warfare in a waterdrop. A dextrocardiac, said the...

Can I dwell on what I scarce remember? I held a castle on the Marches once, and there was a woman I was pledged to marry, but I could not find that castle today, nor...

Alone on the terrace looking up at the stars I would not feel lonely. With him glued to the screen, I feel gutted…

In Bio last year, I learned that blood is actually a dark maroon when it’s inside your body. It’s the exposure to oxygen that turns it bright red. And there must have been a lot...

Raped at age nine by a relative and pregnant at 14 Oprah Winfrey,like many others have experienced the wickedness and brutality ofour society. Sadly, it’s an environment where blood lines no longerhold.

Mi tiene il polso alzato, controllando che non perda ancora. Lui è caldo, stranamente caldo in confronto a tutto il resto. La notte è fredda, come il cemento su cui sono sdraiato, come il mio...

Flesh, blood, bone–the body is only a container for who we truly are inside.

Let go of me!” I yelled back.But he was too strong and managed to haul most of me over the rail, enough so that I wasn’t in total danger of falling again.See, here’s the thing....

It’s a standard staple in Japanese cinema to cut somebody’s arm off and have red water hoses for veins, spraying blood everywhere.

The men stop coming after Hunt goes missing. We learned from the last brave soul to visit that they whispered all sorts of stories to answer his disappearance. My favorite is that we ate him....

In the midst of the heavy, hot fragrance of summer, and of the clean salty smell of the sea, there was the odor of wounded men, a sickly odor of blood and antiseptics which marked...

The robot is going to lose. Not by much. But when the final score is tallied, flesh and blood is going to beat the damn monster.

I suck their blood, robbing them of life. But each time I do so, it robs me of my soul.

The bulletproof vest–‘bullet resistant,’ technically–is made of two double panels of a synthetic material called Kevlar, inside a cloth carrier that holds it around your torso like a lead X-ray smock. One cop wrote phrases...

Odor is one of the major issues. The waste also has a higher nutrient level as blood is rich in protein and nitrogen and those nutrients have to be properly disposed of.

My sheets are so white they look like Google’s homepage. They even have a touch of red on them, from that double homicide back in December.

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This is a modified version of the old diet, … The DASH diet was a real breakthrough for lowering blood pressure and we changed it. We reduced the carbohydrate content and replaced it with unsaturated...

They are always telling us that Carolina Blue is not a color, that it is really Columbia blue or sky blue. But there is no bad blood amongst the teammates. All of our kidding is...

On the edge of dreaming when the brain lets go, when it stops its scheming, our blood runs slow… Then the heart speaks clearly of the things it knows, things it brought so dearly at...

I wanted to feel like I could open my mouth and fill it with Pepper’s flesh, close my teeth on her skin and tear it away, making blood pump like a fountain over everything –...

To me, the most interesting part of ‘True Blood’ is that the entire crux of the show is based on identity and finding your true identity.

He thought of that heroic Colonel Pontmercy . . . who had left upon every field of victory in Europe drops of that same blood which he, Marius, had in his veins, who had grown...

Blood began to flow, at first cautiously, as if embarrassed by its appearance; a few thin red lines exploring the gravitational trajectory of its new terrain. Now it flowed faster, steadily staining her pale flesh...

During surgery, the increased intracranial pressure was released, part of the blood clots that remained after the first operation were drained. At the end of the operation, there is no active bleeding and the intracranial...

I know the theological answers, but do my blood and my pulse?

You ought to eat something.” (Simon)”Look who’s talking.” (Jace)”I’m out of blood right now,” (Simon)”Unless you’re offering.” (Simon)”No, thanks. We’ve been down that road before, and I think we’re better off asjust friends.” (Jace)

I took the T-shirt off him, and it was like a hose inside his chest. Blood was everywhere,