Look at the sun! It’s dry, it’s dead, it needs a drink, it wants blood! And I’ll give it blood!

I learned to play the instruments of war,” he said, “and paint in blood.

I took a glass retort, capable of containing eight ounces of water, and distilled fuming spirit of nitre according to the usual method. In the beginning the acid passed over red, then it became colourless,...

Krystal flung herself violently off the chair, away from her mother. She was surprised to feel warm liquid flowing down her cheeks, and thought confusedly of blood, but it was tears, only tears, clear and...

Here’s to new blood.” -Jagger Maxwell

Exaggeration is a blood relation to falsehood and nearly as blamable.

I had a dream about you. We were almost omniscient, seeing all the problems in this world. We noticed the scratch on my bumper, the ding in my passenger-side door, and the bloodstains in the...

I hear that all too often.

I believe that all people allow the act of victimization to take lead in their lives without realizing or trying to stop it. You hear of another person’s problems, automatically feel the need to salve...

Brush snapped. The stag shambled forth from the outer darkness. It loomed above Scobie, its fur rank and steaming. Black blood oozed from gashes along its flanks. Beneath a great jagged crown of antlers its...

They destroy lives with work. What for? They rob men of their lives. What for, I ask? My master—I lost my life in the textile mill of Nefidov—my master presented one prima donna with a...

My goal is to spread the word about the need for more blood donors.

The architecture of the Minotaur’s heart is ancient. Rough hewn and many chambered, his heart is a plodding laborious thing, built for churning through the millennia. But the blood it pumps—the blood it has pumped...

Our blood will turn from red to blue, although our money is but new.

I have blood from Dutch and Norwegian.

You couldn’t put the gun in his hand. There was no [gun shot residue], no blood on the clothing there was nothing.

Blood was flowing – in Bluebeard’s house, in the abattoirs, in the circuses where God had set his seal to whiten the windows. Blood and Milk flowed together.

SpleenJe suis comme le roi d’un pays pluvieux,Riche, mais impuissant, jeune et pourtant très vieux,Qui, de ses précepteurs méprisant les courbettes,S’ennuie avec ses chiens comme avec d’autres bêtes.Rien ne peut l’égayer, ni gibier, ni faucon,Ni...

Everybody is a book of blood; wherever we’re opened, we’re red.

He has got no good red blood in his body,” said Sir James.”No. Somebody put a drop under a magnifying-glass and it was all semicolons and parentheses,” said Mrs. Cadwallader.

When our eyes are tear-stained, the our hearts are blood-stained

I’m not exactly sympathetic, but I do have a big heart. I have to, to be able to pump all the blood required to operate my massive penis.

Blood has an oder faint but distinct, of conceit and modesty, of courage and cowardice, of charity and greed, of faith and doubt, in short the fragrance of what we might have been and the...

I live by the code ‘Kill them with kindness, blood everywhere;’ for me, it’s always about being the nicest kind of guy.

Only tears can hear the sound of pain when warm blood reddens discolored stain

If blood can produce money through rituals or the so-called human sacrifice, then it is the basis on which we live, so it is very essential to save and protect it from the fiendish eyes...

Lee leaned closer to her and swore he could smell fear coming off her in waves, the way a shark smells blood in the water

Keith was just bringing the glass to his lips when Adrian said, “Mmm. O positive, my favorite.”Keith sprayed out the wine he’d just drunk and promptly started coughing. I was relieved that none got on...

…I remember that my mother had always said to be polite and finish my meal. At last he gave no more struggles. The deed was done. Now the boat contained four men, not one heartbeat...

I should probably start with the blood.

And I want what is mine.” The last thing he saw before his mind, finally, thankfully, shut down was her face in front of his. They were pursed for a kiss.

The Wife Of Ted Wickham”)

In some literature, I’ve read, weather is used as a metaphor. The darker and stormier the weather outside the more diabolical the deeds done. When the clouds roll away, however, the rain has washed away...

I think there should be bad blood between all clubs.

You become a master in what you repeatedly do in consistency. Mastery is not born; it is acquired. It is not blood-linked; it is skill-learnt!

Reaction timeTouch the underside of a penny you find on the streetDoesn’t feel any different unless you close your eyesI can taste the copper in my mouth nowseeping from between my teethThere’s an explanation I’m...

The rest of you will take a number and have a seat.” Her paperwork skills might have been lousy, but her personal touch was something I aspired to.

His kiss was like no other! His kiss was enchanted and fairy-tale like. He applied pressure, but just enough to feel his tenderness and warmth. I could feel his heart beating wildly as he pressed...

I always thought of vampires, especially the young-adult ones, as a metaphor for sex – sucking blood, forbidden, taboo. I think they just ooze sex. Vampires are all the big themes in life in one...

Most blacks will argue that they excel because of hard work, because of intellect, determination, sweat, blood, tears and risk.

All civilizations at some time have fallen into this total terror, when the mystery of life was a kind of panic only to be assuaged by the spilling of blood.

We are more than the sum of our biochemical functions. Even the tiniest flea is an incredibly complex living creature, with mouth-parts adapted to feeding on the blood of your cat or dog.

His voice was oily and slick as it poured from his mouth like liquid acid, threatening to hook onto the woman’s hair like a fishing hook and drag her back to death.

Love is like that. It’s like a wildfire in my blood.

When reading the history of the Jewish people, of their flight from slavery to death, of their exchange of tyrants, I must confess that my sympathies are all aroused in their behalf. They were cheated,...

Death moved in the night, in search for blood, and when it found Life, it passed on by, like a cloud that moves by the face of the moon. When he found those dead without...

‘True Blood’ differs from ‘Six Feet Under’ in that there are way more characters and plot-lines, but fundamentally it’s still about the characters and their emotions.

the lesser grindstone stood alone there in the calm morning air, with a red upon it that the sun had never given, and would never take away.

I am not a Sunday morning inside four wallswith clean bloodand organized drawers.I am the hurricane setting fire to the forestsat night when no one else is aliveor awakehowever you choose to see itand I...

I’m looking for someone to quench my thirst-for all eternity” -Luna Maxwell