Trail Of Blood Quotes

#1. She blinked at me, then realized I was panicking. Honestly, it was like admitting to murder before being interrogated.
"Ms. Davidson," she began, but I decided to trip her up, to throw her off the trail of blood I'd left like an injured animal.
"I don't speak English.

Darynda Jones

#2. Raising Hellfire, I aim her at my final target, and then slowly pull the trigger. Hellfire discharges, sinking into the spiteful Arvy, bullet lodged right between its eyes. A trail of blood oozes down its pale face, before it drops backwards into the sea of bodies, lifeless.

Cameo Renae

#3. I barged through the palace, dripping a trail of blood behind me as I held the dead bird by the neck.

Alwyn Hamilton

#4. ...but each time my phone buzzed with a text from her my shrieking heart catapulted itself out of my body, leaving behind a gory trail of blood as it sprinted down the hallway and out the front door.

Kristen Mae

#5. As he took them in his arms, the crying of the babies permeated the night like a trail of blood calling out to a predator.

Carlos Ruiz Zafon

#6. There is nothing like a trail of blood to find your way back home. When you've lost it all, that's when you finally realize that life is beautiful.

Nikki Sixx

#7. Not all fairytales have happy endings, my dear ... Not all witches burn in ovens, not every princess wakes up, and sometimes the trail of breadcrumbs doesn't lead to a safe place ... I should know.- Extract from The Blood Witching, copyright Eleanor Keane.

Eleanor Keane

#8. Finally, Aamod said, "Finish him." Finish him? What was this Mortal Kombat?

Richard Brown

#9. Whenever the pressure of our complex city life thins my blood and numbs my brain, I seek relief in the trail; and when I hear the coyote wailing to the yellow dawn, my cares fall from me - I am happy.

Hamlin Garland

#10. He fucks with the single-minded devotion of a dying man hunting God.

Karen Marie Moning

#11. Walking the blood means walking with the escaping suspect or the fleeing victim, it means you find the trail and see what songs it wants to sing you.

Ben H. Winters

#12. Everything we have and everything we enjoy, including our very life, is due to the kindness of others. In fact, every happiness there is in the world arises as a result of others' kindness.

Geshe Kelsang Gyatso

#13. Was there a drain?'
'No. There was no drain. There isn't one even now'.

Jerry Pinto

#14. Perhaps, after all, Susy reflected, it was the world she was meant for, since the other, the brief Paradise of her dreams, had already shut its golden doors upon her.

Edith Wharton

#15. If she actually had friends, maybe she wouldn't have turned out so nasty and evil.

Liz Braswell

#16. When I say drop your pants and show me the moon, I'm not just whistling Dixie!

George W. Bush

#17. Trail dust is thicker'n blood ...

Louis L'Amour

#18. The unhappy man, who once has trail'd a pen, Lives not to please himself, but other men; Is always drudging, wastes his life and blood, Yet only eats and drinks what you think good.

John Dryden

#19. Thrice happy is that humble pair, Beneath the level of all care! Over whose heads those arrows fly, Of sad distrust and jealousy.

Edmund Waller

#20. You can't see anything from a car; you've got to get out of the goddamn contraption and walk, better yet crawl, on hands and knees, over the sandstone and through the thornbrush and cactus. When traces of blood begin to mark your trail, you'll see something, maybe.

Edward Abbey

#21. He cowered in terror as the body of the beast darkened the water above him. The monster swooped around the crevice, scenting the blood trail from Luke's foot. Luke saw that several of his toes had been ripped off. He felt sick.

Alison Cooklin

#22. There are many challenges I face while working on a book. Working within deadlines and schedules is certainly one of the bigger ones for me. I want to create the best possible book I can for my readers with words and pictures - and that takes time to get it just right.

Tony DiTerlizzi

#23. The goblins want girls who dream so hard about being pretty their yearning leaves a palpable trail, a scent goblins can follow like sharks on a soft bloom of blood. The girls with hungry eyes who pray each night to wake up as someone else. Urgent, unkissed, wishful girls. Like Kizzy.

Laini Taylor

#24. The first mile was always the hardest. By the second, the world grew fuzzy at the edges and only the muffled sound of feet on the trail and the blood pumping in my ears filtered through the haze.

Christina Lauren

#25. The journey is about coming home ... There is always the return. And the wound will take you there. It is a blood-trail. (p. 220,222)

Jeanette Winterson

#26. I looked at him on the bed. He coughed once and a trail of brownish dead blood came out of his mouth and ran down the side of his chin. Then he stopped breathing. And I thought, I'll make sure I never end up here, either.

Sebastian Faulks