If you have got a living force and you're not using it, nature kicks you back. The blood boils just like you put it in a pot.

I felt the first soft glow of intoxication that makes the blood warmer and spreads an illusion of adventure over uncertainty.

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

There comes a point when you have to realize that the sum of all your blood, sweat, and tears will ultimately amount to zero.

Did the poet use red to symbolize blood? Anger? Lust? Or is the wheelbarrow simply red because red sounded better than black?

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.

We define family in many different ways: not just by blood but by people with whom we find a common ground and a common bond.

There has been enough blood in the Balkans. Serbia is offering its hand. Let us turn to the future and not deal with the past.

Everyone in my family is an artist in some capacity whether they're musicians, painters, or sculptors, so it's in their blood.

And though all streams flow from a single course to cleanse the blood from polluted hand, they hasten on their course in vain.

I burst into tears and I cry and cry until it feels as though it is not salt and water being squeezed from my eyes, but blood.

I want the good life, but I don't want an easy ride. What I want is to work for it, feel the blood and sweat on my fingertips.

It may be observed of good writing, as of good blood, that it is much easier to say what it is composed of than to compose it.

Happiness: We rarely feel it. I would buy it, beg it, steal it, Pay in coins of dripping blood For this one transcendent good.

Every gesture is a gesture from the blood, every expression a symbolic utterance... Everything is of the blood, of the senses.

It doesn't matter to me. We're still cousins in our own way. Blood's just something old people talk about to make you feel bad.

If you're a redneck, you have that blood flowing through your veins. That's almost on the bucket list, to hear "Freebird" live.

I know that I'm very lucky to be alive. For 35 or 40 years I've spilt my blood and broke my bones and spent years in hospitals.

Most blacks will argue that they excel because of hard work, because of intellect, determination, sweat, blood, tears and risk.

I'm very competitive. I remember being 4 years old trying to out-chug my dad in a milk-chugging contest. It's been in my blood.

I have a positive mental attitude, and I think I'm divine, but I also think it takes a heck of a lot of blood, sweat and tears.

I do prime time network shows like 'Blue Bloods.' I've done 'Fringe,' I've done 'The Good Wife,' done a lot of 'The Mentalist.'

Nature is one great big wood-chipper. Sooner or later, everything shoots out the other end in a spray of blood, bones and hair.

Profit is like oxygen, food, water, and blood for the body; they are not the point of life, but without them, there is no life.

We have come over a way that with tears has been watered, We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered.

I could forgive my own brother of anything, at the end of the day, because we're brothers. You can't get in between that blood.

Explain me to myself, you’ll make me choke on my lunch. Feel sympathy for me, I’ll puke monkey blood on your understated shoes.

I like to jump some rope and swing kettle bells to get my blood pumping. It makes my voice sound better, and it clears my head.

There's always a tone that you have to hit right in horror. With the blood, you want to make sure that it makes sense all along.

In a battle all you need to make you fight is a little hot blood and the knowledge that it's more dangerous to lose than to win.

The white moth to the closing vine, The bee to the open clover, And the Gypsy blood to the Gypsy blood Ever the wide world over.

Blood is one of the things that made fights cool. Like, you knew it had gotten serious. I understand why we don't do it anymore.

Shut your mouth! You dare speak his name with your unworthy lips, you dare besmirch it with your half-blood's tongue, you dare —

I need a sample of your blood,' said Kira. Marcus raised an eyebrow. 'I didn't know we'd reached that stage of our relationship.

When it comes to hockey, it's been in my blood since I was 3 or 4 years old. I love coaching the kids, especially at that level.

While woman sheds the Blood of Life each moon at menstruation, man can only shed the blood of death through warfare and killing.

This policy cannot succeed through speeches, and shooting-matches, and songs; it can only be carried out through blood and iron.

What shepherd feeds his sheep with his own blood? But Christ feeds us with His own Blood and in all things unites us to Himself.

...his love was too much for him, he felt paralyzed, he wanted to sleep inside her lungs and breathe her blood and be smothered.

To live is to be musical, starting with the blood dancing in your veins. Everything living has a rhythm. Do you feel your music?

Our live experiences, fixed in aphorisms, stiffen into cold epigrams. Our heart's blood, as we write it, turns to mere dull ink.

She can tell you the height of the attacker from the trigonometry of the blood spatter, while I'm fuzzy on what trigonometry is.

Prayer is as necessary as the air, as the blood in our bodies, as anything to keep us alive-to keep us alive to the grace of God.

Miranda Sawyer had a heart, of course, but she had never used it for any other purpose than the pumping and circulating of blood.

I recognize the fact that I don't have one single drop of Japanese blood in my body. But I've always felt half Japanese at heart.

So with 'There Will Be Blood,' I didn't even really feel like I was adapting a book. I was just desperate to find stuff to write.

I recognize the fact that I don't have one single drop of Japanese blood in my body. But I've always felt half-Japanese at heart.

But I don't want to be a vampire drone.' Sophronia winced. 'They'll suck my blood and make me wear only the very latest fashions.

...if fifty bands of men surrounded us/ and every sword sang for your blood,/ you could make off still with their cows and sheep.

So what used to fit in a building now fits in your pocket, what fits in your pocket now will fit inside a blood cell in 25 years.

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