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You tell others about Me - that I am a loving God. Your words are glib. My words are written in the blood of My only Son.
— Brennan Manning
That's truth, Harvey, not what's written on a piece of paper or in blood too small to see - but the memory of how it felt being together.
— Simon Van Booy
Beads of blood defied gravity, hanging in the air like drops of dew caught in a web.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
Create a mould, and pour yourself in it. See what you want to be, and be. Don't fear the pain. Pain is good. Pain is price.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
She preferred fear to misplaced confidence.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
One never tires of what is well written, style is life! It is the very blood of thought!
— Gustave Flaubert
I'd never written a song before 'The Blood'; I didn't know it was going to be a song.
— Andrae Crouch
It is the violent peotry of the times written in the blood of the youth
— Luis J. Rodriguez
The Epistle of our being is written with letters full of blood drained from the love of God's Word.
— Sorin Cerin
He wondered how much time he had left before they started saying "you".
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
Whatever had arrived to save her had not spoken, had not announced itself with anything except the silent killing it brought.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
He might not have control of this situation, but the illusion of control was more pressing than its reality.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
perhaps that's what we thought we were. Benevolent gods.Now look at us. — Stephen Lloyd Jones
She examined with curious detachment - so rare for her to feel anything these days - and discovered that what she felt was unease.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
The Word of God we read is written not so much with ink as with the blood of the Son of God; or
— John Calvin
I haven't really written my plays and books - I've heard them. The stories are there already, singing in your genes and in your blood.
— Sebastian Barry
Historical experience is written in iron and blood.
— Mao Tse-tung
- I want to atone -He couldn't of course. Nothing he did now could atone fully for what he had done. But he could do one thing. Just one thing. — Stephen Lloyd Jones
She never liked the man. What she saw now, she liked even less.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
The Overlook was still not done with him. Written on the mirror, not in lipstick but in blood, was a single word:REDRUM — Stephen King
A few minutes later, he heard, floating down the hallway outside, the steady creak of bedsprings, a metronomic nightmare in the darkness.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
She was an impostor here, unfit to be around these innocent lives.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
She could not hope to overcome him, but if she could find a blade quickly enough, if she could open her wrists.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
IS IT POSSIBLE to be jealous of written words? To resent nocturnal scribblings as though they were the very flesh and blood of a sexual rival?
— Salman Rushdie
Her words might have been meant for another, but they had the quality of sunlight nonetheless.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
The people who send us fan mail written in blood say the nicest things, so it doesn't freak us out too much.
— Davey Havok
Not ignoble. Don't torture yourself over it. I can't change the past but I can, hopefully, ease your fears from the future.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
He sucked his pipe. Blew out the smoke. The clock ticked, lengthening the seconds between them.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
Poetry is written with tears, fiction with blood, and history with invisible ink.
— Carlos Ruiz Zafon
I've always said the world is filled with as much wonder as sorrow.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
She tried, and failed, to stop herself from shaking.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
Decades of sorrow and loss, he had suffered. And all of them caused by this woman crouching in front of him with his blood on her lips.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
What protection could she have hoped to offer either of them? She couldn't even protect herself anymore.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
Somehow he's looked inside me and he's seen what lurks in there: that even in my grief, all I worry about is myself.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
She nodded, knowing that he toyed with her, lightening her anguish, but she had no power in this exchange.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
In the house of poetry nothing endures that is not written with blood to be heard with blood.
— Pablo Neruda
Perfect purity is possible if you turn your life into a line of poetry written with a splash of blood.
— Yukio Mishima
The last begonias wilting in the chalet's hanging baskets laced the air with a lemon and cinnamon fragrance.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
Music is not written in red, white and blue. It is written in the heart's blood of the composer.
— Nellie Melba
You finally admit that you were hurt? That you can feel pain?
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
even now, the building raised a conflicting set of emotions in her: memories of pain and loss, but also of healing and discovery.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
Fiction is a branch of neurology: the scenarios of nerve and blood vessels are the written mythologies of memory and desire.
— J.G. Ballard
Every sword that was dripping the blood became a pen. Every word that was written in it became a poetry.
— Akshay Vasu
Don't mourn me", he said. Because it was a joke, a sick joke and because - at the end - he needed a little dark humour to sustain him.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
Twice damned, in truth, and yet by quirk of timing and fate accepted into that society denied to so many others.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
Of all writings I love only that which is written with blood. Write with blood: and you will discover that blood is spirit.
— Friedrich Nietzsche
What year was it now? He couldn't even say. But finally, the task to which he'd dedicated himself was done.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
Every drop of human blood contains a history book written in the language of our genes.
— Spencer Wells
And then a monstrous idea jumped into her head, a thought so ruthless and dark she almost fled from the contemplation of it.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
In all his years he had not seen one as ancient as this, so obviously belonging to a world far older than his own.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones
When she kissed his mouth, she tasted blood and swallowed it.
— Stephen Lloyd Jones