#blood

Truth is one forever absolute, but opinion is truth filtered through the moods, the blood, the disposition of the spectator. ↗

— Wendell Phillips

#blood #disposition #filtered #forever #moods

Don't you see? The catastrophe is me. My very existence is an affront to everything that is natural and good. ↗

— K.J. Wignall

#blood #helplessness #vampires #anger

I sometimes think that never blows so red The Rose as where some buried Caesar bled; That every Hyacinth the Garden wears Dropt in its Lap from some once lovely Head. ↗

— Omar Khayyám

#caesar #flowers #hyacinth #mortality #rose

She once told me of a night that fumed with escapes and was filled with bedsides reeking of ecstasy; she told me the stars cast not judgments, but blessings, knowing full well the disastrous outcomes of the deeds they cradled with the strings of their young hearts. She’d inhaled the night itself, those around her doing the same, and so all become one. No disharmony. No discordance. Nothing to shatter the cause; nothing to unearth the beauty. So as we together ascended that front porch, allowing the glow behind the blown-out windows and the odious steams plunder us from through the cracks...time forgot to distill us, and our steps became as silver as glass. I could no longer deny the boiling words of my blood: tonight would be the beginning of a very long road indeed. ↗

— Dave Matthes

#destiny #drugs #ecstasy #escape #faith

Yes, I have loved, Ms. Lane, and although it's none of your business, I have lost. Many things. ↗

— Karen Marie Moning

#karen-marie-moning #kmm #business

It's promising and seductive, that huge Italian family, sitting around the dinner table, surrounded by olive trees. But it's not my family and I am not their family, and no amount of birthing sons, and cooking dinner and raking leaves or planting the gardens or paying for the plane tickets is going to change that. If I don't come back in eleven months, I will not be missed, and no one will write me or call me to acknowledge my absence. Which is not an accusation, just a small truth about clan and bloodline. ↗

— Gabrielle Hamilton

#bones-butter #change

Weave the circle, tightly sewn, Let nothing evil or unknown Enter within. Stay without On pain of death, we cast you out. ↗

— Yasmine Galenorn

#ghosts #love #paranormal #paranormal-fiction #paranormal-romance

It's kinda hard to get yourself into a good three-toweler when you got the dick of death. ↗

— Christopher Moore

#humon #simon #vampires #death

Camels can go many weeks without drinking anything at all. The notion that they cache water in their humps is pure myth—their humps are made of fat, and water is stored in their body tissues. While other mammals draw water from bloodstreams when faced with dehydration, leading to death by volume shock, camels tap the water in their tissues, keeping their blood volume stable. Though this reduces the camel’s bulk, they can lose up to a third of their body weight with no ill effects, which they can replace astonishingly quickly, as they are able to drink up to forty gallons in a single watering.” (pp.69-70) ↗

— Michael Benanav

#bloodstream #body-tissues #body-weight #camels #death

Oh, really? Do you wake up heaving from bloody dreams that promise destruction like some crazy street guy forecasting the Apocalypse? Did you slam a door in your dad’s face hours before he died? Does everyone, cops included, think you’re a pestering loon ’cause ‘accident’ doesn’t sit right with you, nor the many other freakouts, like the car that keeps showing up on your street, with someone sitting in it, doing like, nothing? No? Oh no? Didn’t think so. Life sucks for everyone. Jump or deal with it. ↗

— Courtney Vail

#bloody-dreams #deal-with-it #destruction #life-sucks #majesty