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Blood is a reservoir of delights. It is a treasure trove for those who know what to look for, and how to isolate it from the rest of the junk. I know how to do both.
The humble and meek are thirsting for blood.
blood runs wherever his fingertips graze me. -
Everything that begins, begins with blood.
Where are you, bloodsuckers? Here, fangy, fangy, fangy ...
It is not too much to say that when the word "blood" is pronounced, this is a sign that reason is about to depart.
Blood of the world, time staunchless flows; The wound is mortal and is mine.
Blood is not destiny.
You had me at 'blood allergy.
,Bloodlust is like a natural disaster; it has to run its course. I have seen their faces; they are faces out of nightmares - most ordinary - so ordinary that you can't believe the brains behind them capable of genocide.
Sookie, it is not your blood I love. I love you. Your heart, your mind, your soul ... you have brought light back into my life
I see the world through a diaphanous curtain of blood.
How easily comes the blood.
My soul bleeds and the blood steadily, silently, disturbingly slowly, swallows me whole.
First blood has been shed.
blood. There was so much blood.
I can smell your blood now. I can smell it in every room of the house.
Blood is that fragile scarlet tree we carry within us.
Bloodlust?" "Yes, Father. I have the overpowering desire to devour human beings when the moon is full. God is totally responsible for my condition. He made me a werewolf. It wasn't my choice.
Blood is the god of war's rich livery.
Completely alone, no note, no anything. Hours pass by. Day turns to night. And then, finally, you show up - with blood all over you?"Anastazia
He who is not proud of his own blood is not worthy of it.
What dreadful misfortune awaited them among the savage hordes intoxicated with blood?
When all is bood, blood is all.
Blood is really warm,
it's like drinking hot chocolate
but with more screaming.
Certain people have good, ordinary blood and others have an animated, lively sort of blood that comes to the face quickly.
The bad blood rose in me, just like wine.
Revenge was sweet, but blood was sweeter.
I warn you against shedding blood, indulging in it and making a habit of it, for blood never sleeps.
Cleave to no faith when faith brings blood.
Blood!" Froi said, horrified. "Loins? Same loins you stick
"
"Froi!" Trevanion snapped.
"Flowing at times like a gutted pig," Evanjalin said.
"Evanjalin!
Today a new faith is stirring: the myth of blood, the faith that along with blood we are defending the divine nature of man as a whole.
He was sad because his new friend was so bloodthirsty.
Doom that walks always swiftly, because she goes to the shedding of blood
Is your blood as sweet as your face, girl?
When there is blood on the street, I am buying.
Why, Criminy Stain," I said. "You're a romantic."
"Oh, no," he said with a grin. "I'm fiendish and unscrupulous, a vicious killer and a thief and a bloodthirsty monster. And maybe a little romantic. But don't tell anyone, or my reputation's shot.
Beautiful night, isn't it, Police Girl? It's especially beautiful if you're a bloodsucker.
blood runs truer than oaths.
my blood is soiled and a dark angel sits in my brain
Want of pluck shows want of blood.
My littermates said I was too small ... too weak. But I have proven them wrong. I've learned how to live for blood. Because that's the key. The only answer. I am leader of BloodClan. I am Scourge. And I have won!
A Sister, dipped in blood
There's blood behind the Night Stalker.
Here's the score. Once a thing tastes blood, it will come for more.
Bound by Blood, Marked by the Dragonfly.
That wasn't blood. It was love. It pours out of you when you lose faith.
I wore his blood for clothing, on my legs and thighs and hands: a dry, stiff, brown garment with no warmth in it.
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
Vengeance is a monster of appetite, forever bloodthirsty and never filled.
Blood thirsty has nothing to do with guns and swords, it has all to do with vindictive inclinations
Something your father wouldn't have told you, he began. Taking blood, it leaves a mark on you. No matter how it's done, or how it's justified, it leaves a mark that goes in deep. Be sure you're willing to wear that mark before you take the blood.
Chapter 12 Your blood is a river. Chapter
I love blood and violence! I've got a boner for murder!
No blood, no foul.
You are in love with intelligence, until it frightens you. For your ideas are terrifying and your hearts are faint. Your acts of pity and cruelty are absurd, committed with no calm, as if they were irresistible. Finally, you fear blood more and more. Blood and time.
I bleed passion. I'm not entirely sure what this means but I'm greedy over the words. They're so full of life. And I really need some life to balance out the desperate allure of the dark.
Vengeance to God alone belongs; But, when I think of all my wrongs My blood is liquid flame!
Faction before blood.
Nobody makes me bleed my own blood. Nobody!
Men are natural warriors, but a woman in battle is truly bloodthirsty
You treat me as if I was a feeble Human who couldn't survive without your help, but I am a MASTER bloody VAMPIRE. (Bones to Cat - Ch 16, pg. 174)
In the absence of real power blood seemed the only alternative.
though he could walk away, and had to walk away, he could not walk away with impunity. he could never be a mordantly amused or merely interested observer of the beast.
I've killed 20 people, man. I love all that blood.
A conscientious man would be cautious how he dealt in blood.
Blood a necklace on me all my life.
It came to Mr. Blood, as he trudged forward under the laden apple-trees on that fragrant, delicious July morning, that man - as he had long suspected - was the vilest work of God, and that only a fool would set himself up as a healer of a species that was best exterminated.
Blood is the symbol of the life sacrificed for sin.
Let's not get naughty.
How about homicidal instead?
The three words that had caught my eye were drank his blood.
but then I realize he's drenched, soaked in blood: blood
I have sinned in that I have betrayed the innocent blood
My blood ran with this ink...
Life blindsides you so hard you can taste the bright copper blood in your mouth then it beguiles you with a gift of profound and appalling beauty.
Thrifty, to think not only of eating the people you did not like, but eating them out of their own skull. The
Blood hardly defines one's character. We are made by our actions, not our blood. - Soren
Hide thy pure blood in way do far,
Veins not knowing go dark in winds!
Stained upon my hands, the blood of innocents brands my soul with such a crime forgiveness gapes appalled.
I am in blood so deep that to wade no further is as tedious as to go over
A red sun rises. Blood has been spilled this night.
Vengeane, Justice. Fire and Blood
I give the name violence to a boldness lying idle and enamored of danger.
Love, simple word with brimming of blood.
this is her body this is her blood
I am afraid of blood, but for some reason often I put blood in my photos ... I don't know why.
My arms are up to the elbows in blood. That is the most terrible thing that lies in my soul.
Lips, red, ruby, like the blood, like the words.
The blood in my veins is frozen but it sings of love.
But alas! my Lord, what is blood! what is nobility! We are all reptiles, miserable, sinful creatures. It is piety alone that can distinguish us from the dust whence we sprung, and whither we must return.
Sometimes blood, for the sake of sparing it, is spilled.
They sat it "Rains Blood" at scenes of battle ... you truly ... make blood rain
Nora said, "I thought vampires drank virgin blood. They hypnotize ... they turn into bats ... " Setrakian said, "They are much romanticized. But the truth is more ... how should I say?" "Perverse," said Eph. "Disgusting," said Nora.
The habit of shedding blood, or even of seeing it shed, corrupts all sentiment of humanity.
Travis Hunter's blood froze in his veins at the piercing female scream that echoed through the forest. He was moving just as the sharp scent of blood tinted the crisp mountain air mixed with the rancid smell of the rogue mutants.
Have you ever seen a person who was receiving a blood transfusion? The blood was precious, life-giving, and certainly not repulsive. The blood of Christ may seem to be a grim and repulsive subject ... [but] the blood of Christ is precious.
I have a violence in me that is hot as death-blood.
I finished grating a root and dropped the stub into a jar on the desk. Bloodroot is aptly named; the scientific name is Sanguinaria, and the juice is red, acrid, and sticky. The bowl in my lap was full of oozy, moist shavings, and my hands looked as though I had been disemboweling small animals.
First blood is mine.
Last blood counts for more.
Artemis Entreri and Drizzt Do'Urden
R is for wussies if you're talking about blood and guts.
Men fed upon carnage, and drinking strong drinks, have all an impoisoned and acrid blood which drives them mad in a hundred different ways.