“I wouldn't wear a tie-dyed tee-shirt unless it was dyed with the urine of Phil Collins and the blood of Jerry Garcia.” BloodShirtsTiesJerryTeesTee Shirt Author:Kurt Cobain
“Radical Christians are not people who wear Christian t-shirts. Radical Christians are those who bear fruit of the Holy Spirit...A little boy, Andrew, a Muslim shot him five times through the stomach and left him on a sidewalk simply because he said, 'I am so afraid, but I can not deny Jesus Christ! Please don't kill me! But I will not deny Him!' He died in a pool of blood, and you talk about being a radical Christian because you wear a t-shirt!” PeopleLittlesSaidI CanChristianSpiritJesusLeftChristBoysFiveBloodBearsHolyPleaseShotsJesus ChristDiedFruitDenyRadicalShirtsHoly SpiritStomachPoolCan NotT ShirtKill MeLittle BoysAndrewSidewalkRadical Christian Author:Paul Washer
“People want it to be red, like blood. It's kind of funny. When I used to throw meat into the audience, I'd get letters from kids' mothers saying, "What's the best way to get blood stains out of my son's shirt?"” PeopleWayWantKindKidsUsedMotherAudienceBloodSonRedLettersBest WayMeatShirtsMy SonStains Author:Ozzy Osbourne
“The virtual community? The word virtual does not mean "virtue." It means "not." When I go to the store and they say: The shirt that you brought in is virtually done. It means it is not done, in the same way that the virtual community is not a community. There is no commitment there. When you log off, you are not a member of it anymore. My flesh and blood community, the sense of knowing my neighbor, knowing the guy across the street, having dinner with the people down the block, getting along with each other and making compromises, that's a genuine community with a commitment.” PeopleWayMeanDoeDoneGuyCommunityKnowingVirtueBloodStreetsMembersCommitmentDinnerStoresNeighborFleshGenuineBlockCompromiseShirtsFlesh And BloodGetting AlongNo Commitment Author:Clifford Stoll
“Catching sight of himself in the long mirrors that ran along the walls, he stiffened in shock...His eyes were surrounded by black shadows, his shirt smeared with dried blood and filthy mud... "Admiring yourself?" The Inquisitor's voice cut through his reverie. "You won't look so pretty when the Clave gets through with you." "You do seem obsessed with my look...Could it be that you're attracted to me?" "Don't be revolting...You could be my son.” LooksLongSeemsEyeBlackVoiceCuttingBloodSonWallShadowSightMirrorsRanObsessedShirtsHis EyesShockMy SonMudCatchingFilthyAdmiringReverie Author:Cassandra Clare