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...

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...

Very few cities in the NHL have the history or the following of the Detroit Red Wings.

I get terrified the first day I’m on a film set. I get nervous walking down a red carpet. I find making speeches the most terrifying thing in the world.

I am the red in remembered. Why am I red? Because I’m embarrassed.

People think blood red, but blood don’t got no colour. Not when blood wash the floor she lying on as she scream for that son of a bitch to come, the lone baby of 1785....

Love?’ Echo was right. All destruction started from love, didn’t it?

I don’t eat red meat, but sometimes a man needs a steak.

Oh no.” I said panic rising in my chest. “No, no, no, Somebody get a can opener. I’ve got a god in my head!!

I smell freedom, it smells like slow heavy rain drops hitting the warm, thick detached red dust of a busy unpaved road.

The worst grudge is being told that you are forgiven, yet your sins are still glowing in their hearts like a burning coal.

I was drinking in the surroundings: air so crisp you could snap it with your fingers and greens in every lush shade imaginable offset by autumnal flashes of red and yellow.

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.

One day when I went out to my wood-pile, or rather my pile of stumps, I observed two large ants, the one red, the other much larger, nearly half an inch long, and black, fiercely...

Mars tugs at the human imagination like no other planet. With a force mightier than gravity, it attracts the eye to the shimmering red presence in the clear night sky…

The red was something none of them could contain.

You’ll never see me in the red leather. I don’t have the chin for it.

In Asia, red is the colour of joy; red is the colour of festivities and of celebration. In Chinese culture, blue is the colour of mourning.

My clothes are for the international jet set. They are very much for the red carpet.

It’s about businesses nervous about taking on school leavers because of a mass of red tape. It’s about health and safety regulations and green fines.

Red lips are not so red as the stained stones kissed by the English dead.

Yes no yes no yes no?Red blue?Yes red, no blue?No red, yes no?In out, up down?Do don’t, can can’t?Choices sit on the shelf lifeNew shoes in a shoe shop.If the in crowd are squeezing into...

I had a dream about you. Our relationship faded from red to white, and somewhere in the middle, in the pink zone, I told you I loved you and you returned it. However, at white,...

…we went to watch the waves that bitter day and the wind took your red cap and mittens – blew them into the sea…

Her own vague red trail created a livid atmosphere. She was like an avalanche and they were her nostalgia.

Never wear a red t-shirt to Target. I enjoy helping people, but not every two minutes.

Red stimulates and excites your nerves, pulse rate and blood circulation, and lends energy to your entire system. When you are fatigued, lethargic or sluggish for any reason, red has an energizing influence.

The spirit of arrogance most definitely makes you shine. It paints a bright red target on your own forehead.

I hear the question upon your lips: What is it to be a colour?Colour is the touch of the eye, music to the deaf, a word out of the darkness. Because I’ve listened to souls...

I don’t want a rainbow… Rainbows have too many colors and none of them receive the appreciation they deserve… I’d prefer a fading red or a striking golden, a shimmery silver or a sober blue…...

Red lips and fragrance always top off an outfit for me.

We’re red, white and blue, and President Obama, we are through with you.

Metaphysically, his bowl filled and emptied at the same time. Violent and maniacal to push himself so far, he’d both created and destroyed his body’s energy. In other words he had complete power, self-sustaining, self-sacrificing...

Red lines are kind of political arguments that are used to try to put people in a corner.

I’ll definitely wear orange on the red carpet!

As she always did on any really important day, Penelope Hayes wore red.

It was more like a movie. Everyone was wearing black, gray, or white except for her. She was in a red dress, and like a herd of bulls, the crowd was angry and made charges...

No…he lives to create art, but he loves to murder.

We can get rid of red tape.

I see all the red carpet paparazzi stuff and I’m like, ‘Really? Do I have to?!’ I like to work and I know that’s part of the job. But you kind of take it in...

Ready when you are.

He had forgotten they lived with a rope around their necks – until it cinched.

The red carpet doesn’t interest me. I think people become all the same; it’s like everyone posing from the three-quarter angle in some low-cut, fitted dress; it’s all the same.