Mr Red Quotes

#1. It's Mr. Reese, the school principal. He wears the same outfit he wears every day. A beige suit, light blue shirt, red tie and hair that looks like it just went through a vacuum cleaner. He appears especially harried today, as his eyeglasses sit on his nose like they want to escape his face.

Ben Zackheim

#2. The great grindstone, Earth, had turned when Mr. Lorry looked out again, and the sun was red on the courtyard. But, the lesser grindstone stood alone there in the calm morning air, with red upon it that the sun had never give, and would never take away.

Charles Dickens

#3. Dear girl with the red scarf,
People will come and go in our lives. Most of them we won't give a second thought to as soon as the door closes behind them. But I had always imagined that you would leave the deepest, everlasting mark.
-Mr. Universe.

Maria La Serra

#4. Mr.Kline was standing his ground, his arms outstretched in front of a small group of kids. He was red faced an appeared sweaty or maybe just covered with tears. I ran to catch up with them.

Jennifer Brown

#5. ...."we saw this big dark red leech hanging off his back.
We were dancing round yelling: 'We'll burn it off! Get the petrol! Stay
still Mr Kassar, you can trust us!'
He wimped out though, and made us use salt. Very boring.

John Marsden

#6. Mr.Clayton?
Didn't you see her ears?
You mean ears turning bright red means you're in love?
I don't know, he mumbles, and looks down, his ears are bright red.

Jennifer L. Holm

#7. We quarreled in the gray morning dew about morals; and made up over a red bathing suit.

Zelda Fitzgerald

#8. I half hoped Mr. Pearson would waLk out holding Thomas by the scruff of his neck, still wearing his boxers or pajama pants or whatever the hell a guy like him slept in. But seconds later, when Mr. Pearson emerged, he was red with rage and completely alone.
Thomas was gone.

Kate Brian

#9. [Red Dirt Marijuana] contains most of the great short stories in English that are not by Mr. Hemingway or Mr. O'Hara.

Robert Anton Wilson

#10. I want to get away from couture just being done for a picture or for a single moment on the red carpet. I want to try and convince women that couture can be worn in the day and that there's a reality and relevance there, because that's what Mr. Christian Dior wanted.

Raf Simons

#11. Mr Phipps seemed to think criminality was passed down through the generations like a stutter, or a squint, or in my case red hair.

Susan Fletcher

#12. See, Red? When life hands you lemons, you know what you gotta do now."
"Yes, Mr. Cliche. I know what I have to do. I make lemonade."
"No, you scream 'fuck you, lemons!

Priscilla Glenn

#13. He burst into the house and ate Grandma, an entirely valid course of action for a carnivore such as himself.

James Finn Garner

#14. And then I roll out, just after midnight on October 3, with that one particular memory, of me and Naomi at Mr. Chow's, threaded through my ribs like a red ribbon. It

Ben H. Winters

#15. One of the troubles of the day, observes Mr. C.N. Peac, is that once we came upon the little red schoolhouse, whereas now we come upon the little-read school boy.

Bennett Cerf

#16. Mr Cricket: So what are you going to do?
Rose Red: Fight like a motherfucker, of course. Fight like I've got a chance. Hell if I'm just going to roll over and show throat.

Bill Willingham

#17. Dear girl with the red scarf,
Love was never meant to be conquered. You have to surrender to it.
Trust me, after all, I am Mr. Universe.

Maria La Serra

#18. Her mouth was a gash of red, like the torn-open stomach of a sacrifice, bloody and oracular. Behind it her teeth shone sharp and white as bone.

Madeline Miller

#19. My first-ever car, my parents bought me a red Fiat Uno. I was 17 and just so happy to have a car, so I was very fortunate that my parents were in a position to get me one - it was a secondhand car, but I was just so happy to have it.

Victoria Beckham

#20. Now we notice that Mars doesn't have any atmosphere either and won't support life. In spite of the fact that it turns green and red and purple with the seasons, it doesn't support life.

L. Ron Hubbard

#21. I grew up on red meat and corn. But I don't eat like that anymore.

Terry Farrell

#22. For her everything was red, orange, gold-red from the sun on the closed eyes, and it all was that color, all of it, the filling, the possessing, the having, all of that color, all in a blindness of that color.
- Ernest Hemingway,

Ernest Hemingway,

#23. Red all over the cupboard, mirth rhymes with birth, oh to die of laughter.

Margaret Atwood