Quotes About Blood

They did not smell like horses. They smelled like what they were, wild animals. He held the horse's face against his chest and he could feel along his inner thighs the blood pumping through the arteries and he could smell the fear and he cupped his hand over the horse's eyes and stroked them and he did not stop talking to the horse at all, speaking in a low steady voice and telling it all that he intended to do and cupping the animal's eyes and stroking the terror out.

Across the yard, brilliant against the façade of pines beyond, a cardinal shot like a drop of blood.

Nothing was more cruel than a heart made of flesh and blood, because it knew what gives pain.

Nichts war grausamer als ein Herz aus Fleisch und Blut, weil es wusste, was Schmerzen bereitet.

All words are written in the same ink, 'flower' and 'power', say, are much the same, and though I might write 'blood, blood, blood' all over the page the paper would not be stained nor would I bleed. Philippe Jacottet, 'Chant d'en bas

She spoke to the King, hoping he would forbid his son to go, but he said: "Well, dear, it's true that adventures are good for people even when they are very young. Adventures can get into a person's blood even if he doesn't remember having them." Eva Ibbotson, The Secret of Platform 13

A HERO... IS... FOREVER. Adieu, Snotlout. I could not have done this without you. I carry you with me, every step I take, every decision I make. You are part of my blood, and I would never have gotten this far without you. We shall meet again, in a better world than this one.

A promise is a promise if it is made in blood.

He held the whip that and made those marks, and drawn that blood, and he was ashamed. He held the whip that could make more marks on the flesh of Nikol's back. While Nikol begged.

The officer sat with his long, fine hands lying on the table, perfectly still, and all his blood seemed to be corroding. - The Prussian Officer

Man is a column of blood, with a voice in it, he said. And when the voice is still, and he is only a column of blood, he is better.

I am part of the sun as my eye is of me. That I am part of the earth my feet know perfectly, and my blood is part of the sea.

The mosquito knows full well, small as he is he's a beast of prey. But after all he only takes his bellyful, he doesn't put my blood in the bank.

My great religion is a belief in the blood, the flesh, as being wiser than the intellect. We can go wrong in our minds. But what our blood feels and believes and says, is always true. The intellect is only a bit and a bridle. Anger is blood, poured and perplexed into froth; but malice is the wisdom of our blood.

The opposition to Negro education in the South was at first bitter, and showed itself in ashes, insult, and blood; for the South believed an educated Negro to be a dangerous Negro.

If you want me again look for me under your bootsoles. You will hardly know who I am or what I mean, But I shall be good help to you nevertheless And filter and fiber your blood. Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged, Missing me one place search another, I stop some where waiting for you

You will hardly know who I am or what I mean, But I shall be good health to you nevertheless, And filter and fibre your blood. Failing to fetch me at first keep encouraged, Missing me one place search another, I stop somewhere waiting for you.

All beauty comes from beautiful blood and a beautiful brain.

But a cluster containing night's darkness and blood-dripping wounds, And psalms of the dead.

Blood may be thicker than water, but family has them both beat.

La vendetta, caro signore, la vendetta, la quale, pur essendo un peccato da gentiluomo come il vino, le orge, con il loro et coetera, è altrettanto poco cristiano , e non altrettanto senza effusione di sangue. E' meglio scavalcare il recinto di un parco per appostare una dama od una donzella, che sparare contro un vecchio.

Lots of cops married nurses, Tallow knew. Nurses understood the life: murderous shiftwork, long stretches of boredom, sudden adrenaline spikes, blood everywhere. Tallow almost smiled as he followed his wincing partner into the apartment building. He made sure the door closed as silently as possible, and only then did he draw his firearm.

God is well able to deal with our sins; but He cannot deal with a man under accusation, because such a man is not trusting in the Blood.

Sin requires blood. I can't explain why. It just is. Somewhere in here, I came to grips with the beautiful, tender, magnificent, barbaric, soul-shattering, eternal, unequivocal reality that the birth, life, and death of this innocent boy and magnificent Man are simply my King's first step from throne to trough to cross to tomb to hell to God's right hand. As a result, I am blood bought. Blood washed. And blood redeemed.