Top 100 My Veins Quotes
#1. The dumplings had the flavor of paradise, and the broth spread through my veins like a secret that's fun to keep.
Lemony Snicket
#2. The attentions of Wilkie Mackenzie were a conquest, an aspiration, a dream. The fresh memory of all those women, batting their eyelashes coquettishly, it boiled in my veins. One in particular. And Wilkie looked almost amused, now that his own jealousy had eased. "Are you jealous, my love?
Juliette Miller
#3. The fascination of what's difficult Has dried the sap out of my veins, and rent Spontaneous joy and natural content Out of my heart.
William Butler Yeats
#4. I would write my tears, weeping out my pain - I would empty my veins for ink.
Muse
#5. The anger I'd had, everything, was gone, and kissing her reminded me, again, that she was right. We were connected to each other. She was the air in my lungs, the blood in my veins; she was my whole life.
J.J. McAvoy
#6. I almost never get nervous. I have ice water in my veins.
Geena Davis
#7. I wished I could open my veins and drain his cursed blood from my body.
Khaled Hosseini
#8. What worries me though, is that after all those victories people don't see me as a human being anymore. I am not a machine, I have a heart beating in my chest -not an engine, there's blood in my veins- not oil. I know pain and fatigue. I can lose but I will strive to win everything.
Evgeni Plushenko
#9. I've never been jealous before I met you, it burns, luv. Like silver through my veins. Some nights, watching you with other men on your jobs, I think it will drive me mad. (Bones)
Jeaniene Frost
#10. Poisonous jealousy thrummed through my veins.
Holly Black
#11. While they argued, the pain blazed on. My blood boiled in my veins. Why was I doing this? Was he worth all of this pain? Why should I care if he lived or died?
"I love him." The words came out as a whisper, but they seemed to diminish the heat. I felt stronger and more sure of myself.
Heather James
#12. While I'm a New Yorker at heart, and 'Harlem Honey' runs through my veins, Atlanta - its awesome residents and glorious landscapes - has a special place in the hearts of my family and I.
Kim Fields
#14. I have Russian, German, Spanish, Italian, French and Ethiopian blood in my veins.
Peter Ustinov
#15. I had a right to my own political opinions. I am a Southern woman, born with Revolutionary blood in my veins. Freedom of speech and of thought were my birthright, guaranteed, signed and sealed by the blood of our fathers.
Rose O'Neal Greenhow
#16. Every night when I watch you sleep, I breathe you in. Every time I make you smile, my heart beats a tad bit faster. You are the blood flowing through my veins. If I had to go back to the life I had before, I would go freaking insane.
Shannon Eckrich
#17. Before my mother's tremulous anxiety I recover my composure. Now I can walk about and talk and answer questions without fear of having suddenly to lean against the wall because the world turns soft as rubber and my veins become brimstone.
Erich Maria Remarque
#18. We've probably run a mile, maybe two, and with each new corridor that turns up nothing, stress floods my veins.
Pittacus Lore
#19. And if we're truly one, how will I breathe when circumstance pries us apart? You are my oxygen, my sustenance, the blood inside my veins. When we touch, you are my skin, hold all my joy inside of you. When you go, I wither.
Ellen Hopkins
#20. My veins do not end in me but in the unanimous blood of those who struggle for life, love, things, landscape and bread, the poetry of all.
Roque Dalton
#21. You do not know me if you think I'd hide. I'm in the light. I am free. Where is my beautiful woman? She runs from her heart. Yet you run through my veins. Your fire burns inside me. I run with you.
Imogen Maud
#22. The ache starts in my chest and spreads through my veins. The abuse I can handle; it's the happiness that cripples.
Laura Wiess
#23. He was more important than my arms or legs; he was the blood that used to flow through my veins, the air in my lungs...
Liz Schulte
#24. Ounce of strength I had in me. But it was useless. My arms and legs moved in slow motion. My blood rushed cold, my veins darkening, mapping my skin
Jessica Sorensen
#25. Lady you berfet me of all words,/Only my blood speaks to you in my veins,/ And there is such confusion in my powers.
William Shakespeare
#26. For the first time in my life, I've felt whole, alive, free. You were the missing piece of my soul, the breath in my lungs, the blood in my veins.
J.A. Redmerski
#27. Everything about it and the fierce old coast around it, had the ring and taste and feel of utter rightness to me. Its peace and loneliness crept into my veins and ran there, its wildness called out to the deep buried wildness in my heart.
Anne Rivers Siddons
#28. Not one drop of blood is left inside my veins that does not throb: I recognize signs of the ancient flame.
Dante Alighieri
#29. Blood sped through my veins as I gripped the edge of the counter, gazing into the face I knew so well. A shadow of confusion crossed his expression as he stared back at me before the corner of his mouth drew up in a slight grin ...
Laney McMann
#30. Kilorn shoulders his way to my side, separating us before I can tell Cal my strength and my ability are all I'm sure of now. The electricity in my veins might be the only thing I trust in this world. I
Victoria Aveyard
#31. Let Justice, blind and halt and maimed, chastise the rebel spirit surging in my veins, let the Law deal me penalties and pains And make me hideous in my neighbours' eyes.
Ada Cambridge
#32. Mexican music runs through my veins. I loved it. Growing up, my father didn't allow us to listen to English music at home. That's all I heard. I had no choice.
Jenni Rivera
#33. My heart began to beat
like a merry drum and blood started flowing through my veins like cars from a wedding party
honking their way through town.
Yann Martel
#34. Love rushed into my veins emptying me of myself. Now filled with the Beloved my only possession is my name.
Rumi
#35. Fuck, he murmured against my lips. The feel, the word, sent a hot little shock through my spine. It skittered through my veins, danced through every nerve.
Michelle Hodkin
#36. You're gone and you left me. My heart has dissipated. The only thing I can feel is the blood rushing through my veins and the strings that hold my fragile heart together.
Karen Quan
#37. Some crime against nature is about to be committed. I feel it in my veins. These men and boys are grocers and clerks, gardeners and fathers - fathers of small children. A country cannot bear to lose them.
Sebastian Faulks
#38. I've got ice water running through my veins, I'm cool.
Dean Ambrose
#39. Madam, you have bereft me of all words,
Only my blood speaks to you in my veins,
William Shakespeare
#40. Once again that mixture of fear and desire surges through my veins, the same kind of fire I imagine injected heroin must feel like - an agony so sweet you'd do anything for it.
Lilah Pace
#41. As flowerlets drooped and puckered in the night turn up to the returning sun and spread their petals wide on his new warmth and light-just so my wilted spirits rose again and such a heat of zeal surged through my veins that I was born anew.
Dante Alighieri
#42. My words travelled through my veins which hung in the sky like telephone wires.
Annabel Pitcher
#43. I wouldn't yield to anyone. But I did. I yielded to Georgie. I'd let her seep into my veins and take hold, and no matter how many men I killed or women I fucked, I couldn't get her out of me.
Nashoda Rose
#44. The sight of you brings joy to my heart and makes my blood thunder in my veins. I know not how long I will be allowed to stand here. So there are words I must say. That you are the moon and the stars to me, and the air I breathe. To love you is to live. So if I die ... I will still live in you.
Kate Furnivall
#45. My love for you is limitless, it knows no bounds. You're in my veins. I bleed you. I belong to you ... I always have and I always will.
Samantha Towle
#46. My beautiful, my own
My only Venice-this is breath! Thy breeze
Thine Adrian sea-breeze, how it fans my face!
Thy very winds feel native to my veins,
And cool them into calmness!
Lord Byron
#47. Emotion courses through my veins, choking me. I feel so insignificant, a tiny speck surrounded by a million stars.
A million suns.
Beth Revis
#48. 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
#49. I ran. I ran until my muscles burned and my veins pumped battery acid. Then I ran some more.
Chuck Palahniuk
#50. Music is my life. Music runs through my veins. Music inspires me. Music is a part of me. Music is all around us. Music soothes me. Music gives me hope when I lose faith. Music comforts me. Music is my refuge.
Demi Lovato
#51. Music is what I love to do; it's in my veins.
Demi Lovato
#52. I opened my veins. Unstoppably life spurts out with no remedy. Now I set out bowls and plates. Every bowl will be shallow. Every plate will be small. And overflowing their rims, into the black earth, to nourish the rushes unstoppably without cure, gushes poetry ...
Marina Tsvetaeva
#53. 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
#54. 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
#55. The ship shudders as we make the leap, passing into grimspace. Pleasure spikes through me, as if I'm taking a hit of my favorite chem. It sings through my veins, echoing the mad whorl of colors outside the view screen. If I had to describe it, I'd say it's like entering the heart of a dying star.
Ann Aguirre
#56. When I think of you my heart beats fast, the blood burns in my veins and I can hardly breathe.
Alexandre Dumas
#57. 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
#58. 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
#59. My veins are filled, once a week with a Neapolitan carpet cleaner distilled from the Adriatic and I am as bald as an egg. However I still get around and am mean to cats.
John Cheever
#60. The blood in my veins is frozen but it sings of love.
Graham Joyce
#61. His touch cable knits my veins, remaking and remolding who I am.
Poppet
#62. Music to me is the air I breathe it's the blood that pumps through my veins that keeps me alive
Green Day
#63. I've got Disney blood running through my veins.
John Lasseter
#64. 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
#65. You dance the troika in the opening of my veins and I only protest with a murmur.
Malak El Halabi
#66. 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
#67. I wanted to tell you that I couldn't stop thinking about your face. That you had burrowed your way so deep into my veins that I would fucking bleed you. That if I died tomorrow, I could go a happy man for having felt your lips on my skin.
A Meredith Walters
#68. Like rain drops dripping on the floor like a thousand drumists beating those drums repeatedly,
My blood runs through my veins ninety nine point nine metres per second when i think of you.
Nomthandazo Tsembeni
#69. 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
#70. 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
#71. There's estrogen running through my veins!
Dane Cook
#72. 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
#73. 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
#74. Why did you let her take the head off London Bridge?"
Cromwell:"You know me, Stephen. The fluid of benevolence flows through my veins and sometimes overspills.
Hilary Mantel
#75. 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
#77. Taking your language into my soul, feeling it separate from sentences to words burning with flight, 'til all I have left are meaningless letters pushing fire through my veins. Words can draw blood if you're very, very careful. - Broken Places
Rachel Thompson
#78. It's no longer a warmth hidden in my veins: it's Venus entire and whole fastening on her prey.
Jean Racine
#79. 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
#80. 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
#81. 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
#82. I freely told you, all the wealth I had
Ran in my veins, I was a gentleman.
William Shakespeare
#83. You were the missing piece of my soul, the breath in my lungs, and the blood in my veins.
J.A. Redmerski
#84. The skyline is etched in my veins. You can never put that out, no matter how hard it rains.
Macklemore
#85. 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
#86. I needed to channel the darkness that ran through my veins and embrace it. To play this game better than this man ever could have predicted. After all, I'd only been with him twice, and already I could see his weakness.
His weakness was me.
A. Zavarelli
#87. 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
#88. View, Pigeon, he said, mumbling something inaudible before his breathing returned to slow and deep.
I couldn't help but watch him sleep; knowing he was dreaming about me sent a thrill through my veins that I couldn't explain.
Jamie McGuire
#89. The written word might as well have been my veins, and ink my blood.
Ronnell D. Porter
#91. 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
#92. 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
#93. 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
#94. Doing comedy is still in my veins; that's my first love.
James Hong
#95. My skin came alive under his fingers, every touch an electric crackle through my veins.
Andrea Cremer
#96. The first few glasses of beer were a revelation; they flushed my veins with happiness; they washed away all cares and shyness and worries. I remember thinking to myself, If I could have two pints of beer every afternoon, life would be a great happiness.
George Mackay Brown
#97. 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
#98. There's a condensed softness about the Albanian people, and I've witnessed examples of their hospitality. Albanian blood runs through my veins and I am proud to call myself Albanian.
Masiela Lusha
#99. 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
#100. 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
