Bleeding Rose Quotes

#1. The more congenial page of some tenth-rate poeticule worn out with failure after failure and now squat in his hole like the tailless fox, he is curled up to snarl and whimper beneath the inaccessible vine of song.

Algernon Charles Swinburne

#2. How pale the Princess is! Never have I seen her so pale. She is like the shadow of a white rose in a mirror of silver.

Oscar Wilde

#3. Soon the purple dark must bruise
Lily and bleeding-heart and rose,
And the little Cupid lose
Eyes and ears and chin and nose

Donald Justice

#4. I prick my hand as I seize the rose from her. "I'll think about it." A small spot of blood forms on my palm and I realize I've been bleeding on the inside this whole time, all these years. It was only a matter of time before it showed on the outside.

Tracy Krimmer

#5. When I was young, I saw a lot of martial arts films with Jet Li, Jackie Chan and Bruce Lee. I loved them. They are my heroes but, I'm so powerful, I'm so faster. I'm so young and so handsome like a model. I really loved them so they are my role models.

Rain

#6. Love lies bleeding in the bed whereover Roses lean with smiling mouths or pleading: Earth lies laughing where the sun's dart clove her: Love lies bleeding.

Algernon Charles Swinburne

#7. My favourite subject at school was avoiding unnecessary work.

Prince Philip

#8. Scrape knees for love. Tell hard truths for love. And definitely run heart-first into the unknown for love. Try to have a plan. But if you don't, make sure you have people. You coming, mi gente?

Gabby Rivera

#9. Private loans will utilize existing resources and capital far better than government loans. Government loans will waste far more capital and resources than private loans. Government loans, in short, as compared with private loans, will reduce production, not increase it.

Henry Hazlitt

#10. If you try to turn me against Lissa one more time the stories are going to be about you bleeding because I'll have ripped your throat out!

Richelle Mead

#11. Recai's hold on sanity shattered as he peered into the same two black eyes that had mocked him as Rebekah lay bleeding across his lap.
A scream rose into the night, competing with the sky for the very ear of God.

Pavarti K. Tyler

#12. And her sweet red lips on these lips of mine
Burned like the ruby fire set
In the swinging lamp of a crimson shrine,
Or the bleeding wounds of the pomegranate,
Or the heart of the lotus drenched and wet
With the spilt-out blood of the rose-red wine.

Oscar Wilde

#13. We focused so much on saying, "Don't vote for them and here's why" and we didn't tell the American people "Vote for us and here's why."

Andrea Tantaros