Blood Quotes
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Comedy is in my blood. Too bad it's not in my act.
Jack Roy
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To mingle friendship far is mingling bloods.
William Shakespeare
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God, who knows our most secret thoughts and who sees all, is witness to the purity of my principles. They are not founded on this barbarous ferocity that takes pleasure in shedding human blood.
Toussaint Louverture
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When rowan leaves are dank and rusting And rowan berries red as blood, When in my palm the hangman's thrusting The final nail with bony thud, When, over the foul flooding river, Upon the wet grey height, I toss Before my land's grim looks, and shiver As I swing here upon the cross, Then, through the blood and weeping, stretches My dying sight to space remote; I see upon the river's reaches Christ sailing to me in a boat.
Alexander Blok
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Until then, mio dolce amor, a thousand kisses; but give me none in return, for they set my blood on fire.
Napoleon Bonaparte
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I do believe that ideas ripen quickly when nourished by the blood of martyrs.
Mahatma Gandhi
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Why should an intellectual have to renounce the pleasures of life? I am not a hermit. I am a man of flesh and blood. In fact, if you look at my name in French, that schizophrenia, that aspiration to several lives is contained in my name. Lévy is also les vies - "the lives".
Bernard-Henri Levy
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We are, all four of us, blood relatives, and we speak a kind of esoteric, family language, a sort of semantic geometry in which the shortest distance between any two points is a fullish circle.
J. D. Salinger
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What you see is the bread and the chalice; that is what your own eyes report to you. But what your faith obliges you to accept is that the bread is the body of Christ and the chalice is the blood of Christ. This has been said very briefly, which may perhaps be sufficient for faith; yet faith does not desire instruction
Saint Augustine
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Chemists employed by the police can do remarkable things with blood. They can weave it into a rope to hang a man.
Margery Allingham
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Thou art a boil, a plague sore, an embossed carbuncle in my corrupted blood.
William Shakespeare
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Just when do men that have different blood in them stop hating one another?
William Faulkner
