Quotes About Blood

Inside the car, Lily stared at the tree right in front of her as bucketfuls of wet Georgia red clay, the color of blood, just sprayed up from her car, dripped slowly down the trunk.

Anna imagines that, were she able to visit the caves in which people first dwelled, she would find scrawled drawings that have been omitted from museums and history books. There would be scenes of ritual aggression and submission, painted in blood, caked with dried seminal fluid. They are the very antithesis of fresh, the rites between men and women; age-old and rotten to the core.

Kevin was right, Karena thinks, there is grotesquerie here, but it's not Karena and Charles. It's Charles's disorder, the way it reduces a grown man to sobbing panic on the floor. The way it renders Karena unable to feel. The way it takes you by the hand, nodding and smiling slyly, and leads you back to the same old place every time, so just when you think everything might be all right after all, you come home and open a door to a room full of blood.

As Fellows stood still, unwilling to reach for this little bundle he might drop, Alec's face scrunched into a fierce scowl. Then he opened his mouth, and roared. Fellows had heard plenty of children cry in hunger, in fear, or in want of simple attention. Alec's bellowing possessed the strength of his Highland ancestors, calling out for blood.

The cuts were the truth, written in blood, and no one must ever read it. Rulers were ruthless. They did not show weakness or fear. They did not cry. They made others cry. Hadn't her stepmother told her that a thousand times?

Of course I don't faint at the sight of blood. I jump onto the dance floor and do the Soulja Boy. Get the hell off me, Dr. McDreamy.

He liked the thought that his own power would one day be refined into translucence, with no memory of the blood and earth that had generated it.

It would be shame," Jameson commented, "if we were related.

Grayson thinks you're some master manipulator. My aunt is convinced you must have Hawthorne blood. But I think you're the old man's final riddle—one last puzzle to be solved." He took another step, bringing the two of us that much closer. "He chose you for a reason, Avery. You're special, and I think he wanted us—wanted me—to figure out why.

Well, the British do have the right to boast about their history, you know, especially about that great king of theirs, Ricahrd the Lionhearted. But even without our teaching you all this, they were participating in the process of rendering our country holy by spilling our blood. Conquerors, my son, consider as true history only what they have themselves fabricated.

For a moment he [Doctor Pascal] thought he could see, in a flash, the future of the Rougon-Macquart family, a pack of wild, satiated appetites in the midst of a blaze of gold and blood.

A new dynasty is never founded without a struggle. Blood makes good manure. It will be a good thing for the Rougon family to be founded on a massacre, like many illustrious families. --Monsieur de Carnavant

As if one killed by calculation! A person kills only from an impulse that springs from his blood and sinews, from the vestiges of ancient struggles, from the need to live and the joy of being strong.

so full of life and activity, was the sky-line of that accursed city, lurid and spattered with blood (93)

I want to depict the artist's struggle with reality, the sheer effort of creation which goes into every work of art, the blood and tears involved in giving of one's flesh, in trying to make something that lives...the endless the defeats, the struggle with the angel.' (ix)

trn se ne uvija oko kozje krvi nego kozja krv grli trn.

Teu sangue sempre calmo não conhece as ardências da febre. Tuas veias estão cheias de água gelada. Mas as minhas fervem e, diante de semelhante frieza, pulam.

Terror made me cruel; and finding it useless to attempt shaking the creature off, I pulled its wrist on to the broken pane, and rubbed it to and fro till the blood ran down and soaked the bedclothes...

And tonight Mary could taste bitterness going down like a nut, settling in her stomach. It planted itself, put down roots, and began to grow, nourished on her dark blood.

Look around you, Mr. Groyne. This is where every nation draws its first breath. Women have been paying the blood tax since time began.

This is where every nation draws its first breath. Women have been paying the blood tax since time began.

God is everything, man is nothing, says religion. But out of that nothing God has created a kingdom so despotic, so tyrannical, so cruel, so terribly exacting that naught but gloom and tears and blood have ruled the world since gods began.

The person who sat the kid down on the breadboard to cut off thier diaper with a huge knife was the most elderly person in the family, who was blind in one eye..and had the shakes....of course the kids uncouncious, He's lost two pints of blood!

He had seen bigger men than he with mummy's handkerchief clutched in on hand and a bloody dagger in the other.