#bloody

A serious writer is not to be confounded with a solemn writer. A serious writer may be a hawk or a buzzard or even a popinjay, but a solemn writer is always a bloody owl. ↗

— Ernest Hemingway

#bloody #buzzard #confounded #even #hawk

Blondes make the best victims. They're like virgin snow that shows up the bloody footprints. ↗

— Alfred Hitchcock

#blondes #bloody #footprints #like #make

To give victory to the right, not bloody bullets, but peaceful ballots only, are necessary. ↗

— Abraham Lincoln

#bloody #bullets #give #necessary #only

It is women who bear the race in bloody agony. Suffering is a kind of horror. Blood is a kind of horror. Women are born with horror in their very bloodstream. It is a biological thing. ↗

— Bela Lugosi

#bear #biological #blood #bloodstream #bloody

When I left school I went on trip around the world - I only got as far as Australia, but like a bloody fool I cut it short because of a girl. It's probably one of my big regrets in life. ↗

— Ben Nicholson

#as far as #australia #because #big #bloody

They say military have the so-called 'secret intelligence' - this amount of intelligence must be very secret, since I've never seen any intelligent military person, nor I have seen any sense in the bloody stupid wars. ↗

— Ozzy Osbourne

#any #bloody #i #intelligence #intelligent

I spent lunchtime in a grave during the filming of 'Bloody Mama.' When you're younger, you feel that's what you need to do to help you stay in character. When you get older, you become more confident and less intense about it - and you can achieve the same effect. ↗

— Al Pacino

#achieve #become #bloody #character #confident

The last act is bloody, however pleasant all the rest of the play is: a little earth is thrown at last upon our head, and that is the end forever. ↗

— Blaise Pascal

#bloody #earth #end #forever #head

You have to hold your bloody own or you're lost. ↗

— Christine Baranski

#hold #lost #own #you #your

You want to tell a story? Grow a heart. Grow two. Now, with the second heart, smash the first one into bits. Gross, right? A bloody pulpy liquid mess. Look at it, try to make sense of it. Realize you can't. Because there is no sense. Ask your computer to print out a list of every lie you have ever told. Ask yourself how much of the universe you have ever really seen. Look in the mirror. Are you sure you're you? Are you sure you didn't slip out of yourself in the middle of the night, and someone else slipped into you, without you or you or any of you even noticing? ↗

— Charles Yu

#hearts #identity #lies #mirrors #sense