Bloodstain Quotes & Sayings

The legal reporter came out of his cubicle shouting that two bodies of unidentified girls were in the city morgue. Frightened, I asked him: What age? Young, he said. They may be refugees from the interior chased here by the regime's thugs. I sighed with relief. The situation encroaches on us in silence, like a bloodstain, I said. The legal reporter, at some distance now, shouted: Not blood, Maestro,shit. — Gabriel Garcia Marquez

We never cease to stand like curious children before the great mystery into which we are born. — Albert Einstein

You might be feeling sick or a little down, but the second you hit the stage and hear the crowd, you're ready to perform. That's what a true performer is. — Mark McGrath

I feel very blessed to have had the opportunities that have already come. I want to pursue it as long as I can find characters that resonate with me and projects that resonate with me. I feel very comfortable in that world. — Sharlto Copley

THE TWO OTHER GIRLS in the room, Mabel and Deirdre, said I imagined it. But they were wrong. My brother appeared to me there. A beam of light from the streetlamp lay in a crooked zigzag along the floor, toward the bed, and my brother stepped onto it, his face pensive but not crying, dressed as he might be for a wedding, his good suit, his collar and tie, and not a mark on him, no bloodstain, — Edna O'Brien

The three rules of the Librarians of Time and Space are: 1) Silence; 2) Books must be returned no later than the last date shown; and 3) Do not interfere with the nature of causality. — Terry Pratchett

If you've got a bloodstain on your T-shirt, maybe dirty laundry isn't your biggest problem. — Jerry Seinfeld

Danny looked back over his shoulder. The bloodstain had returned, only now it was fresh. It was running. — Stephen King

It's not that I'm some detached lab animal just conditioned to ignore violence, but my first instinct is maybe it's not too late to dab club soda on the bloodstain. — Chuck Palahniuk

Data are just as often molded to fit preferred conclusions. — Roger Lewin

At Christmas every body invites their friends and thinks little of even the worst weather. — Jane Austen

I turned and held the blade above us all as an ineffective shield.
The bloodstain on the ceiling now spread almost wall to wall; in our corner, a single triangle of clean space remained. Elsewhere torrents of blood fell in curtains, roaring, driving, gusting like rain waves in a thunderstorm. The floor was awash. It pooled between the floorboards and lashed up against the wainscoting. The chandelier dripped with it: the crystals shone red. Now I knew why the chamber was without furniture of any kind, why it had been deserted for so many years. Now I knew why it had the name it did. — Jonathan Stroud

Now they show you how detergents take out bloodstains, a pretty violent image there. I think if you've got a T-shirt with a bloodstain all over it, maybe laundry isn't your biggest problem. Maybe you should get rid of the body before you do the wash. — Jerry Seinfeld

I think life experiences are different for people who know what they want as children. — Bell Hooks

What curse?" I asked.
"Words...words that will stay with a person forever. For a long time."
"What is it?" I asked.
"I love you."
I blinked and smiled.
What a wonderful curse it was. — Jessamine Verzosa

It is no coincidence that some of America's most lethargic industries-steel, footwear, rubber, textiles-are also among the most heavily protected. — Thomas DiLorenzo

We are what we myth. — William G. Doty

Where the large bloodstain still marked the grass. — John Flanagan

Would I rather be right, or would I rather be kind? — Wayne Dyer

Also there was the thrill, basis indeterminable, which made Glinda shy, and caused her to rush her words, and to speak in a false high voice like an adolescent. How quickly you could be thrown back to the terrible uncertainty of your youth! For — Gregory Maguire

Once I had her clean, I wrapped her in a towel and carried her back to the bed. A small red bloodstain was on the sheets, and again the possessive monster inside me threw back his head and roared his pleasure. I stood there holding her and letting the proof I was the only man to be inside her wash over me.
Blythe turned her head, and I felt her stiffen in my arms. "Oh, I can clean that up," she said, starting to wiggle.
I pulled her tighter to my chest. "No. I'm going to dry you off and hold you some more. I like seeing that blood. I did that," The pleasure in my voice made Blythe smile. — Abbi Glines