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...

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...

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.