Blood Quotes
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It’s in our blood - we heard their distresses like a rung bell in our bones.
Catherynne M. Valente
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“Blood is thicker than water, I know, but it's unnatural stuff to drink so much of.”
A. E. Coppard
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I am in blood Stepp'd in so far, that, should I wade no more, Returning were as tedious as go o'er.
William Shakespeare
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He's not doing anything he shouldn't be doing, right?" "Like what?" "Like hitting on you." "Ew. No, of course not. He doesn't see me that way." Michael shook his head and went back to his coffee. "What? You think he does?" "Sometimes he looks at you a little... oddly, that's all. Maybe you're right. Maybe he just wants you for your blood." "Again, Ew! What's with you this morning?" "Not enough coffee.
Rachel Caine
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People need to spread love towards strangers. We all bleed the same blood and we are all part of a global community now.
Aloe Blacc
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My business is stanching blood and feeding fainting men; my post the open field between the bullet and the hospital. I sometimes discuss the application of a compress or a wisp of hay under a broken limb, but not the bearing and merits of a political movement. I make gruel--not speeches; I write letters home for wounded soldiers, not political addresses.
Clara Barton
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I never tried to use anything besides my own sweat and blood and talent to get somewhere.
Olivia Munn
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My head was spinning, I had never seen blood. Four years old, this don't feel like love.
LL Cool J
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The blood of the Christians is seed.
Tertullian
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Before I met No I thought that violence meant shouting and hitting and war and blood. Now I know that there can also be violence in silence and that it’s sometimes invisible to the naked eye. There’s violence in the time that conceals wounds, the relentless succession of days, the impossibility of turning back the clock. Violence is what escapes us. It’s silent and hidden. Violence is what remains inexplicable, what stays forever opaque.
Delphine de Vigan
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At a certain R.P.M., there's only one way for blood to leave your body, and that's through your eyeballs. That means you're dead.
Felix Baumgartner
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I wept heartily over this poor little deceased soul. It was the first sentient being I had ever killed. I was now a killer. I was now as guilty as Cain. I was sixteen years old, a harmless boy, bookish and religious, and now I had blood on my hands. It's a terrible burden to carry. All sentient life is sacred.
Yann Martel
