Blood Quotes

It makes no difference whether they be Catholics, Orthodox, Copts or Protestants. They are Christians! Their blood is one and the same. Their blood confesses Christ.

As Christians, our duty is to pray for them and ask the Lord to give them the grace of penance, so that they don't die with a corrupt heart, because otherwise the dogs of hell will take their blood.

May Christ the Savior give peace to Nigeria, where more blood is being shed and too many people are unjustly deprived of their possessions, held as hostages or killed.

The blood of our Christian brothers and sisters is a testimony which cries out to be heard by everyone who can still distinguish between good and evil.

Why bother? I was right all along: the second you make yourself vulnerable to someone, they start drawing blood.

(Slaughter) means blood and iron. [Lat., Coedes videtur significare sanguinem et ferrum.]

Don't Cry Darling, It's Blood All Right

I'm perfectly honest, I've never seen Twilight, I've never seen The Vampire Diaries, and I've never seen True Blood, or anything like that.

I never tried to use anything besides my own sweat and blood and talent to get somewhere.

Loudly declaring our soul's desire can get the blood running and our passions blazing.

A just chastisement may benefit a man, though it seldom does; but an unjust one changes all his blood to gall.

My heart stopped twice. They had to stab me to drain the blood from my lungs because I was drowning in my own blood.

The only way to stop a rebellion is to crush it with blood and fire, and to wound them so they'll never dare to raise a hand again.

I drink blood, you eat tacos, get the f*ck over it!" -Michel Glass

Why do you hang out with him?" "We're teammates." Ahhh. And if blood was thicker than water, then football, evidently, would congeal in one's veins.

We've been at war for many years in Afghanistan following 9/11. We know that we've got young men and women on the ground now. We've got our blood and treasure at stake there already.

There is a capacity of virtue in us, and there is a capacity of vice to make your blood creep.

A ruddy drop of manly blood The surging sea outweighs; The world uncertain comes and goes, The lover rooted stays.

There are things in our blood that are just naturally passed down to us, whether we want to recognize them or not.

Books are flesh-and-blood ideas and cry out, silently, when put to the torch.

She bent over me again. Blood began to move around in me, like a prospective tenant looking over a house.

Let us never accept the point of view that mysteries are written by hacks. The poorest of us shed our blood over every chapter. The best of us start from scratch with every new book.

You dont have to be a political genius to sniff the smell of blood in the water.

All wines are by their very nature full of reminiscence, the golden tears and red blood of summers that are gone.

Really now, search your soul, lovie-is the vampire so bad? All he does is drink blood.

Sorry about the blood in your mouth. I wish it was mine. I couldn't get the boy to kill me, but I wore his jacket for the longest time.

This land, which we have watered with our tears and our blood, is now our mother country, and we are well satisfied to stay where wisdom abounds and gospel is free.

Love and Loyalty, run deeper than blood." Love that quote even though I haven't read the book.

I have friends in Utah who care about me as a person, not for what I am. They'll call to see how my heart is, how my blood pressure is. That's important to me.

So, great. This is Camp…what do you call it? Camp Fish-Blood?” Aphros frowned. “I hope that was a joke. This is Camp __________.” He made a sound that was a series of sonar pings and hisses.

Don't underestimate Camp Half-Blood.

Race you to the road?" I said. "You are so going to lose." She (Annabeth) took off down Half-Blood Hill and I sprinted after her. For once, I didn't look back.

Safety from what? Who's after me?" Oh, nobody much," Grover said, obviously still miffed about the donkey comment. "Just the Lord of the Dead and a few of his blood-thirstiest minions.

Look, I never wanted to be a half-blood. most of the time it gets you killed in nasty, dangerous ways.

I'm one, too," he said. "What?" He spit a wad of blood and mucus into the dirt. "A virgin." What a shock. "What makes you think I'm a virgin?" I asked. "You wouldn't have hit me if you weren't.

In literature and art memory is a synonym for invention. It is the life-blood of imagination, which faints and dies when the veins are empty.

They knew that it was necessary to believe these things and to love God. They knew that there could be no salvation except by faith, and through the atoning blood of Jesus Christ.

When there are fish heads and blood in the water, you don't need to see the silverpike to know they are there.

What True Blood does really well is that it balances on the line between good and evil - you blur the distinction between the two.

His friends were those of his own blood or those whom he had known the longest; his affections, like ivy, were the growth of time, they implied no aptness in the object.

My blood will only buy you that fool's regard. I will pay a high price for you to be respected by a churl. Nothing bought with blood is worth having, young man.

Pietas prevailed, and out of the blood of Caesar the monarchy was born.

We be of one blood, ye and I

I'm part German and part Irish. In fact, there's even a town in Germany that was named after my family, Limbach or so forth. And I don't know. I might even have some Indian blood in there.

I worked on a case in Pittsburgh that you would call a demonic haunting. Blood would materialize on the walls, crosses were bending, we'd hear sounds. Just crazy things.

The fact that 'True Blood' affects people in this way is incredible to me - the fact we have to go to such great lengths to hide storylines just proves the cache our show has.

Twice a week I would receive injections or IV's of Factor VIII which clotted the blood and then broke it down.

Grew up in Stapleton House village, where blood flood the waters in the streets like oil spillage

The daily life of a genius, his sleep, his digestion, he ecstasies, his nails, his colds, his blood, his life and death are essentially different from the rest of mankind.

It is mostly with your blood, Gala that I paint my pictures