Top 17 Blotchy Red Quotes
#1. Amy pulls away and looks into my face. Her pale skin is blotchy red, her eyes are veined and shadowed, and a shiny line of snot trickles from her nose to the top of her lip.
She wipes her face and with her arm, smearing tears and mucus. She never looked more BEAUTIFUL to me.
Beth Revis
#2. I just loved playing a man who was unafraid of making an idiot of himself in the process of falling in love. I found that admirable.
Ben Kingsley
#3. Government pensions, built into law and mostly protected from stock market vagaries, are the envy of the private sector.
Nina Easton
#4. And greed will breed harshness and cruelty.
And wealth is a maze to confuse.
Once a person is warm and well-suppered,
how much of such wealth can they use?
Mitton Tony
#5. Lusia's face was red and blotchy. She stared ahead, numb, absentmindedly pulling the grass from the lawn.
A.O. Peart
#7. I'm jealous of the daylight that will get to see her eyes when she wakes.
Evie Harper
#8. In the life of the Indian there is only one inevitable duty-the duty of prayer-the daily recognition of the Unseen and Eternal. Our daily devotions were more necessary to us than daily food.
Charles Alexander Eastman
#9. Providence has given us hope and sleep as a compensation for the many cares of life.
Voltaire
#11. The Trans-Pacific Partnership trade agreement is a continuation of other disastrous trade agreements, like NAFTA, CAFTA, and permanent normal trade relations with China.
Bernie Sanders
#12. The acclaim I'm getting for 'The Wrestler' means everything in the world to me. But it also means I can't take my foot off the gas pedal.
Mickey Rourke
#13. God knows both your name and address. When the right man comes along God will lead him to your door. And that man will recognize your name.
Michelle McKinney Hammond
#14. The idea of "race" represents one of the most dangerous myths of our time.
Ashley Montagu
#16. I don't know why I still feel this pit in my stomach whenever I get a moment to think. I know what the pit is, too; I feel lonely. But I'm not alone, I keep telling myself.
Pittacus Lore
#17. - he's finished with that; it's like an old clock that won't tell time but won't stop neither, with the hands bent out of shape and the face bare of numbers and the alarm bell rusted silent, an old worthless clock that just keeps ticking and cuckooing without meaning nothing.
Ken Kesey
