Taylor Swift on why girls look up to her: “It’s the message. I try to have a normal life and look at things in a normal way, under very abnormal circumstances. That’s always going to...

Being alone does not make you crazy, it reminds you of who you are.

Just as the Red Sox proved the critics wrong, Maine can compete and can win.

I hope you know that you’ve given me the courage to change. I hope you know that who you are is who you choose to be, and that whispers behind your back don’t define you....

We have time. Fear tangled into her clothes, cinched the shirt, spiraled into the veins.

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

From warriors ravens grew red And with their leader a host attacked.

…and she’s thinking of rage, like an ember or a burning acid swallowing up her knotted viscera. Blindness like the kind that leads men to perpetrate horrors, animal drunkenness, the jungles of the mind.

A tree with red leaves is like an old man with gray hair. Likewise, my love for you was blue, but now it’s orange, and that’s a compliment.

It’s a bird of some sort. It’s like a duck, only I never saw a duck have so many colors.”The bird swam swiftly and gracefully toward the Magic Isle, and as it drew nearer its...

A mother is an individual who’d go to any length for someone else, beyond rationality, beyond her physical body, her social bindings of state, country, her kind. That’s the most horrifying individual you’ll ever meet.

Your red dress,’ she said, and laughed.But I looked at the dress on the floor and it was as if the fire had spread across the room. It was beautiful and it reminded me of...

Red blood is just so hard to clean up” “You would know” I snap remembering Shade. “Because no matter how hard you try to hid it I see it all over your hands

The noise increased and came from all directions. There was no amount of reason to negotiate the void between sound and movement.

There is a place so pure and true, beyond your deep and restless thoughts you’ll find an imaginative longitude for dear shelter, completely lost in time… It’s made of love, of magic dreams, where you...

I was always a character actor. I just looked like Little Red Riding Hood.

No one need think that the world can be ruled without blood. The civil sword shall and must be red and bloody.

I want to say something so embarrassing about September that even the leaves start blushing and turning red.

Red FoxThe red fox crosses the iceintent on none of my business.It’s winter and slim pickings.I stand in the bushy cemetery,pretending to watch birds,but really watching the foxwho could care less.She pauses on the sheer...

Then she loved him as she would a manifestation of herself, both silenced and wounded in existence, both everything and nothing to eternity.

As soon as I turned the key I saw it hanging, the color of fire and sunset. the colour of flamboyant flowers. ‘If you are buried under a flamboyant tree, ‘ I said, ‘your soul...

We never care for anyone for their own sake. We train them for the system. No one matters for their own sake. No one acts for their own sake. The system will always be bigger...

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...

Red Skelton… I broke into tears when I met him.

Evil isn’t born…Neither is purity. Because even as newborns, there is something wrong inside of all of us bound to spring up and activate itself within us.

I’m so sunburned I’m embarrassed, but you can’t tell I’m blushing because I’m sunburned. I’m so ashamed I could just lie on the beach and die.

Now that I have kids, I’m probably more overprotective than I’ve ever been. My wife’s nickname for me is ‘red alert.’ I sometimes check just to see if the kids are breathing. But I try...

The dead are not always so dumb as you think, it takes much more to die than you would believe.

When I was out on the battlements it was cool and I could hardly hear them. I sat there quietly. I don’t know how long I sat. Then I turned round and saw the sky....

As policymakers, we need to foster an environment that allows U.S.-based innovators and entrepreneurs to compete and to flourish. Excessive regulations and bureaucratic red tape dramatically increase the cost of doing business and create uncertainty...

Spirits didn’t notice death. By the rule of impermanence, what was meant to break simply broke, and there was only the next breaking and the next.

I try to grasp the colour of my blood and all I feel is life slipping through the colourless veins.

The red carpet is not something I really know how to work. It intimidates me. I feel very tiny.

What makes a comedian has nothing to do with religion. Think of Red Skelton, Jimmy Durante, Jackie Gleason, who were all Catholics.

I think it would be funny to dye somebody’s pool red and then throw dead fish in it. And before you run out of there, you could leave a stone tablet with these words etched...

Worrying does not take away tomorrow’s troubles. It takes away today’s peace.

You’ll forget your inner peace, forget that it comes from impermanence. From knowing that everything will break. And only reason can right you.

Bling is over. Red carpet covered with rhinestones is out. I call it ‘the new modesty.’

The admirals of his majesty’s fleet are classed into three squadrons, viz. the red, the white, and the blue.

Red lips don’t look good on blotchy, uneven skin.

red the colour of the rosered the colour of your lipsred the colour of your tongue….red the colour of your heart……red the colour of your passion…..

I feel a bit awkward playing in a red shirt out at Wimbledon. But I don’t dislike it.

Emily woke to shadows and their voices. They looked different today, because the entire world hurt. The numbness had worn off sometime between sleep and awake, and she was seeing red. The shadows on the...

My love was green—new and alive. Her love was red—full stop. Occasionally and cautiously we’d meet in the middle at yellow.

Is there not some chosen curse, some hidden thunder in the stores of heaven, red with uncommon wrath, to blast the man who owes his greatness to his country’s ruin!

If disguise was a vehicle, murder was a world.

I had failed the psychological profiling of a terrorist. The central committee of the Red Brigades had judged me too single-minded and too opinionated to become a good terrorist.

Generally, magicians don’t know what to say, so they say stupid and redundant crap like, ‘Here I am holding a red ball.’

If I could tell you about RedI would sing to you of fire Sweet like cherriesBurning like cinnamon Smelling like a rose in the sun

Everyone likes everything nowadays. They like the television and the phonograph and the shampoo and the soda pop and the Cracker Jack. Everything becomes everything else and it’s all nice and pretty and LIKABLE. Everything...