Top 100 In My Veins Quotes
#1. Everything he did was a physical thing. When he spoke, my bones ached. When he breathed, I felt it in my veins and on my skin.
Tyra Lynn
#2. I got ice in my veins
Blood in my eyes/Hate in my heart
Love in my mind
Lil' Wayne
#3. I can hear, underground, that sucking and sobbing, In my veins, in my bones I feel it,- The small water seeping upward, The tight grains parting at last. When sprouts break out, Slippery as fish, I quail, lean to beginnings, sheath-wet.
Theodore Roethke
#4. But this...her...she's more than warmth. She's fire, a soul, a name. Mei Yee reverbs through my head, my veins. Lodges like shrapnel in the far reaches of my chest. More powerful than a pound of C-4. Uncontrollable.
Ryan Graudin
#6. Weirdly enough, I don't like to pretend. I try to use things in me, and translate them into the situation and the characters, so it always needs to run through my own veins.
Noomi Rapace
#7. It is as though horror has frozen the blood in my veins, paralyzed my arms, and torn all thought from my brain with the swipe of a paw. I sit there, flying on, and continue to stare, as though mesmerised, at the Cauldron on my left.
Ernst Udet
#8. His blood coursed through my veins sweeter than life itself. And as it did, Lestats words made sense to me.
I knew peace only when I killed and when I heard his heart in that terrible rhythm,
I knew again what peace could be.
Anne Rice
#9. When I heard the words, I felt as if the blood had been frozen in my veins, and that my lungs must collapse for the want of air. Mr. Lincoln shot!
Elizabeth Keckley
#10. I don't understand hate. I've seen its power. I've known its wrath. I've even felt it coursing through my veins, pushing me on. But I don't know where it comes from or why it lasts, how it can take hold in some people and grow.
Ally Carter
#11. The journey I'm taking is inside me. Just like blood travels down veins, what I'm seeing is my inner self and what seems threatening is just the echo of the fear in my heart.
Haruki Murakami
#12. My blood singing in my veins, answering his call.
E.L. James
#13. I came where the river Ran over stones; My ears knew An early joy. And all the waters Of all the streams Sang in my veins That summer day.
Theodore Roethke
#14. To be a fighter, you have to be passionate. I have so much passion, it's hard to hold it all in. That passion escapes as tears from my eyes, sweat from my pores, blood from my veins.
Ronda Rousey
#15. Dusk
I feel my heart melting
in the mildness like candles:
my veins are slow oil
and not wine,
and I feel my life fleeing
hushed and gentle like the gazelle.
Gabriela Mistral
#16. Her coming was my hope each day, Her parting was my pain; The chance that did her steps delay Was ice in every vein.
Charlotte Bronte
#17. I've known rivers:
I've known rivers ancient as the world and older than the flow of human blood in human veins.
My soul has grown deep like the rivers.
Langston Hughes
#18. Doing comedy is still in my veins; that's my first love.
James Hong
#19. What is happening to me happens to all fruits that grow ripe.
It is the honey in my veins that makes my blood thicker, and my soul quieter.
Friedrich Nietzsche
#20. She's the fire in my veins, the breath in my lungs, and the glue trying to hold each of my scars together.
Nyrae Dawn
#21. There is one person who fits so perfectly in my life, someone I love unconditionally - someone who makes me laugh until I cry, and someone who I'm so attracted to that my blood will race through my veins at his every touch.
Ellie Wade
#22. This time, I invited it in. I felt the darkness tame my impetuous nature, allowing me to feed slowly on the hatred and control it. The coldness flowed through my veins and to the lengths of each limb. The icy darkness pooled in my chest and chilled my heart.
Leigh Goff
#23. All's taken away: my love and my power.
The body, thrown into city it hates,
Finds no joy in the sunlight. With every hour
The blood grows colder in my veins.
Anna Akhmatova
#24. My wretched feet, flayed and swollen to lameness by the sharp air of January, began to heal and subside under the gentler breathings of April; the nights and mornings no longer by their Canadian temperature froze the very blood in our veins; we could now endure the play-hour passed in the garden.
Charlotte Bronte
#25. In isolation I ruthlessly plow the deep silences, seeking my opportunities like a miner seeking veins of treasures. In what shallow glimmering space shall I find what glimmering glory?
Jamaica Kincaid
#27. She has the kind of love that can stain your soul, make you beg not to have one, just to escape the spell she's put you under. I've tried to break myself of her over and over, but it's pointless. I've got more of her in my veins than blood
Tarryn Fisher
#28. When Death hath poured oblivion through my veins,
And brought me home, as all are brought, to lie
In that vast house, common to serfs and Thanes,
I shall not die, I shall not utterly die,
For beauty born of beauty
that remains.
Madison Cawein
#29. As long as I am an American citizen, and as long as American blood runs in these veins, I shall hold myself at liberty to speak, to write, and to publish whatever I please on any subject, being amenable to the laws of my country for the same.
Elijah Parish Lovejoy
#30. Because when I read, I don't really read; I pop a beautiful sentence into my mouth and suck it like a fruit drop, or I sip it like a liqueur until the thought dissolves in me like alcohol, infusing brain and heart and coursing on through the veins to the root of each blood vessel.
Bohumil Hrabal
#31. Eventually, however, a distraught McCoo in wet clothes turned up at the only hotel of green-and-pink Ramsdale with the news that his house had just burned down - possibly, owing to the synchronous conflagration that had been raging all night in my veins.
Vladimir Nabokov
#32. there are deep stubborn veins of nostalgia for the 1950s (even among people my age; in much of Ireland the fifties didn't end until 1995, when we skipped straight to Thatcher's eighties),
Tana French
#34. The shadows of twilight grow,
And the tiger's ancient fierceness
In my veins begins to flow.
William Wetmore Story
#35. She was benediction, a touch of faith, life itself coursing through my veins collapsed in age and turmoil, and to my fatigued and weary heart, a new and vibrant throb.
F. Sionil Jose
#36. I am a woodlander, I have sap in my veins,
Roger Deakin
#38. They have so smothered me in their middle-class refinement that I don't know how there can be any blood left in my veins. I lowered my eyes, put on a dismal, silly expression, just like them; I was just as dead-and-alive as they were.
Emile Zola
#39. I must have ice in my veins to do what I just did. I expect the ice to melt ... But it doesn't. It just gets colder and colder ... And I welcome it.
Erin Hunter
#40. WELL I BELONG TO YOU!" The veins in his (Travis) neck bulged as he shouted, and I met his glare, refusing to even flinch. He looked at my lips, panting. "I belong to you," he whispered ...
Jamie McGuire
#42. WELL I BELONG TO YOU!" The veins in his neck bulged as he shouted, and I met his glare, refusing to even flinch. He looked at my lips, panting. "I belong to you," he whispered, his anger melting as he realized how close we were.
Jamie McGuire
#43. My blood is a miracle that, from my veins, crosses the air in my heart into yours.
Frida Kahlo
#44. Blood in and blood out," he says, kissing my neck in between his words. "Your fuckin' choice. But know this: it is forever now my blood that runs through your veins. And I will drown you in it before I let you escape me again.
Nicole Reed
#45. It seemed to me that I had come for the first time close to the soil of my native country, and could feel for the first time running in my veins Russia's vastness, her potency, her strength.
Grand Duchess Maria Alexandrovna Of Russia
#46. Like forearm veins, my interests spread in different directions and eventually led to the hands, to writing.
Cameron Conaway
#47. Injected, the drug that was Hop coursed through my veins. I had it back in a way I couldn't believe I'd ever managed to live without it.
Kristen Ashley
#48. True in the game, as long as blood is blue in my veins
I pour my Heineken brew to my deceased crew on memory lane
Nas
#49. ( ... ) listen to the call of the ice crystallizing in my veins.
C.M. Stunich
#50. I desire her and I hate her. I would like to take her in my arms and embrace her till she smothered, till she was crushed and I could drink death from her gushing veins.
Octave Mirbeau
#51. The warmth and the passion in my veins are more than enough for a hundred thirsty girls.
M.F. Moonzajer
#52. His touch was like heroin in my veins, and I was a grateful addict.
Kitty Thomas
#54. If I wish to compose or write or pray or preach well, I must be angry. Then all the blood in my veins is stirred, and my understanding is sharpened.
Martin Luther King Jr.
#55. The patriot blood of my father was warm in my veins.
Clara Barton
#56. Neither my father or mother, grandfather or grandmother, great grandfather or great grandmother, nor any other relation that I know of, or care a farthing for, has been in England these one hundred and fifty years; so that you see I have not one drop of blood in my veins but what is American.
John Adams
#57. I think that this vein is close to being mined out already, but I'll say that my knowledge of and talent for linguistics are quite limited and I'm not aware of being a hell of a lot more interested in that topic than I am in others.
Neal Stephenson
#58. Blood fills my mouth. Fire sears my veins. I choke back a howl. The silver knife slips
the
choice is mine.
I am death or life. I am salvation or destruction. Angel or demon.
I am grace.
I plunge in the knife.
This is my sacrifice
I am the monster.
Bree Despain
#59. I am proud of my black roots and of the black blood that runs in my veins.
Ryan Giggs
#60. I had never been more alone than I was in my admiration for the real killer's work. The very body parts seemed to sing to me, a rhapsody of bloodless wonder that lightened my heart and filled my veins with an intoxicating sense of awe.
Dexter Morgan
#61. You're like an alcohol in my veins.
A.S. King
#62. Echo withdrew into her hair the moment she entwined her fingers with mine. I hadn't touched weed in over a week yet somehow i floated above the ground, my blood ran warm in my veins and i felt high-no, not high ... invicible.
Katie McGarry
#63. Alone: for the first time I understood the terrible significance of that word. Alone without a witness, without anyone to speak to, without refuge. The breath in my body, the blood in my veins, all this hurly-burly in my head existed for nobody.
Simone De Beauvoir
#65. I was born in Naples but my mother is from Rome , therefore some water from the Tiber river runs for sure in my veins.
Augusto De Luca
#66. The blood flowed freely in my veins, but a weight of despair and remorse pressed on my heart, which nothing could remove.
Mary Shelley
#67. If this was so, I was sunk, for by now I was more in love than I could stand, as if some mineral had got into my veins and arteries and I ached, flesh and bones, the way you will on the verge of the grippe.
Saul Bellow
#68. I can't look at people's wrists. Something about the veins makes me weak. My siblings used to torture me with that because they knew it was the thing I couldn't handle. They would stick their wrists in my face.
Kristin Gore
#69. When I go to the beach, my grandchildren try to make words out of the veins in my legs. That's why I still take the pill; I don't want any more grandchildren.
Phyllis Diller
#70. His thumb touched her lower lip, his eyes fixed on her. As if he couldn't be stopped, the words flowed out of his mouth. I want to take you in my arms, to kiss you long and hard, to touch you like you've never been touched, to give you the pleasure I feel running in your veins.
Chris Lange
#71. New heat hit my veins, and the world became a place that I could live in again. She was with me. Safe, mine. But never the same.
Meredith Wild
#72. The skyline is etched in my veins. You can never put that out, no matter how hard it rains.
Macklemore
#73. You were the missing piece of my soul, the breath in my lungs, and the blood in my veins.
J.A. Redmerski
#74. I freely told you, all the wealth I had
Ran in my veins, I was a gentleman.
William Shakespeare
#75. The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures. It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.
Rabindranath Tagore
#76. I've got icewater in my veins and I hope you freeze on the first bite. Come on, you busher! Batter-fucking-up!
Stephen King
#77. Blood is pounding in my ears. Lingering smoke and tequila fill my nostrils as adrenaline courses through my veins. My lips curl into a smile. The only thing that would make this night more perfect is if I had killed some zombies.
Annie Walls
#78. Veins practically popping out of his neck, the jerk leaned out his window and yelled a bunch of swear words, including a new one I tucked away in my brain for future use, if necessary.
James Patterson
#79. It's no longer a warmth hidden in my veins: it's Venus entire and whole fastening on her prey.
Jean Racine
#80. Not ill? No truly, I am young, healthful, and strong; the blood flows freely in my veins; my limbs obey my will; I am robust in mind and body, constituted for a long life. Yes, all this is true; and yet, nevertheless, I have an illness, a fatal illness,
an illness given by the hand of man!
Victor Hugo
#81. She's the blood in my veins." He speaks clearly and softly. "She's the air in my lungs." There's a slight pause, and I'm sure I hear William inhale a shocked breath. "She's the bright, hopeful light in my tortured darkness. I'm warning you, Anderson. Don't try to take her away from me.
Jodi Ellen Malpas
#82. I may be immortal but I am still a man with blood pumping in my veins." He moves an inch closer. My skin heats up. Every nerve is burning. "You are off-limits. You are forbidden to me. And all it does is make me want you more.
Karina Halle
#83. He tastes of white wine and apple pie and Christian. I run my fingers through his hair, holding him to me while our tongues explore and curl and twist around each other, my blood heating in my veins.We're breathless when Christian pulls away.
E.L. James
#84. I believe if I should die,
And you should kiss my eyelids where I lie
Cold, dead, and dumb to all the world contains,
The folded orbs would open at thy breath,
And from its exile in the Isles of Death
Life would come gladly back along my veins.
Mary Ashley Townsend
#85. Little by little, even with other cares, the slowly but surely working poison of the garden-mania begins to stir in my long-sluggish veins.
Henry James
#86. I felt a strange sensation inside. Like the past coming to life. The watery stirring of a previous life turning in my belly, creating a tide that rose in my veins and sent cool wavelets to lap at my temples. The ghastly excitement of it.
Diane Setterfield
#87. You dance the troika in the opening of my veins and I only protest with a murmur.
Malak El Halabi
#88. I take in great lungfuls of air. Atom by atom, the oxygen enters my blood and pumps in waves through my veins; it is tidal, this pumping blood. My heart beats mightily. If I ran any faster, gravity would loose its claims on my ankles, and my feet would pedal into the air.
Ayana Mathis
#89. I'm crazy about Dublin. If you went back 3,000 years in my ancestry you wouldn't find a drop of Irish blood in the veins, but I love the place.
Harold Prince
#90. It doesn't matter", he murmured against my skin. His fingers traced the cuts, healing the veins beneath them. "There's only one thing that does."
"What?" I whispered.
He looked at me through his long,, dark lashes, with my hands still in his. "Killing Jude.
Michelle Hodkin
#91. The blood in my veins is frozen but it sings of love.
Graham Joyce
#92. I'd felt the pop of the needle sliding into my veins, like a fang into flesh. I'd been enveloped in the golden haze where nothing is wrong even when everything is falling apart. A dance with a hypodermic fiend, my hands in the claws of a vulture.
Taylor Rhodes
#93. I want to take you until you are boneless. I want to drain you of strength. I want to fill you and take my fill of you. My dear, Ivy, I want to devour you. I want your juices on my toung, flooding my mouth. I want your wetness on my face, your scent covering me. I want your blood in my veins.
Kathryn Smith
#94. When I think of you my heart beats fast, the blood burns in my veins and I can hardly breathe.
Alexandre Dumas
#95. For me, acting is like a therapy. I can express myself fully when I am acting and have blood in my veins. Even when I'm not working, I'm always living in my own world, imagining characters.
Eva Green
#96. Love is what we are about, my darling," she says. "Not even in death has our love faded, for I live in your veins.
Susan Abulhawa
#97. Running doesn't just make me happy. Running keeps me alive. When I'm running-the blood pumping through my veins, the tunes playing in my ears, the muscles tightening on the inclines- the problems of the world disappear. It's just me, the sidewalk, and God.
Lisa Schroeder
#98. Things were pretty cold-blooded back in Rockdale.
That's when my arms were so pretty I could hold them up to the light and see the veins curling all clean and smooth like little blue branches.
Adam Rapp
#99. Music is what I love to do; it's in my veins.
Demi Lovato
#100. He drove into me hard, slipping into my slick tunnel with ease. "Who are you to me?"
My blood stirred in my veins from me just hearing the question. "You're queen.
Kenya Wright
