“Sing, my tongue, the Saviour's glory, Of His Flesh, the mystery sing; Of the Blood, all price exceeding, Shed by our Immortal King, Destined, for the world's redemption, From a noble Womb to spring.” WorldJesusMysteryBloodKingsSpringGloryTongueNobleFleshRedemptionImmortalShedDestinedWombSaviour Author:Thomas Aquinas
“Give heed to the cause of the holy Roman Church, mother of all churches and teacher of the faith, whom you by the order of God, have consecrated by your blood. Against the Roman Church, you warned, lying teachers are rising, introducing ruinous sects, and drawing upon themselves speedy doom. Their tongues are fire, a restless evil, full of deadly poison. They have bitter zeal, contention in their hearts, and boast and lie against the truth.” GivingHeartLyingMotherOrderEvilCausesChurchFireTeacherBloodHolyTongueDrawingBitterPoisonRisingIntroducingBoastRestlessDoomZealHeedSectsContention Author:Pope Leo X
“But there were years when, in search of what I thought was better, nobler things I denied these, my people, and my family. I forgot the songs they sung - and most of those songs are now dead; I erased their dialect from my tongue; I was ashamed of them and their ways of life. But now - yes, I love them; they are a part of my blood; they, with all their virtues and their faults, played a great part in forming my way of looking at life.” PeopleWayYearsSongFamilyVirtueBloodMy FamilyFaultsTongueMy WayAshamedDeniedFamily LifeDialect Author:Agnes Smedley
“I do know when the blood burns, how prodigal the soul lends the tongue vows.” KnowsSoulBloodPromiseTongueVowProdigalsPolonius Author:William Shakespeare
“Language is the blood of the soul into which thoughts run and out of which they grow.” SoulInspirationRunningLanguageGrowsLearningBloodCommunicationTongueEnglish LanguageLearnersForeign LanguageLanguage LearningMother TongueHuman LanguageInspirational LearningLearning LanguageLanguage WordsLanguage And CommunicationLanguages CommunicationCulture And LanguageLanguage CultureLearning EnglishInternational LanguageEnglish WordsLanguage Arts Author:Oliver Wendell Holmes Sr.
“I should warn you, I’m an expert on vampires. I’ve seen every episode made of Buffy, Angel, and Forever Knight, so don’t think a little fang-flashing is going to scare me.” – Nell to Adrian Oh, my God! You bit me on the leg! You drank my blood! I am not an appetizer!” You are much more then an appetizer. You are a twelve-course banquet. – Nell & Adrian I slid my tongue around the glossy enamel of his teeth, pausing to stroke down the length of an elongated canine tooth. Yeah. I know. How stupid is it to French kiss a vampire and not expect sharp teeth? – Nell” ThinkingKnowsShouldLittlesMadeCoursesBitsKnow HowForeverBloodStupidKissingAngelYeahLegsTongueTeethVampireExpertsLengthScareTwelveEpisodesStrokesKnightsDrankFangsCanineBanquetsAppetizersPausingFrench Kiss Author:Katie MacAlister
“If in some smothering dreams you too could pace Behind the wagon that we flung him in, And watch the white eyes writhing in his face, His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin; If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs, Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,-- My friend, you would not tell with such high zest To children ardent for some desperate glory, The old Lie: Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori.” IfsChildrenDreamEyeFacesLyingSinWhiteBehindsWatchesBloodGloryDevilMy FriendsSickCancerTongueInnocentBitterDesperatePaceLungsArdentObsceneWagonsZestDecorum Author:Wilfred Owen
“but that mimosa grove - the haze of stars, the tingle, the flame, the honey-dew, and the ache remained with me, and that little girl with her seaside limbs and ardent tongue haunted me ever since." "this then is my story. i have reread it. it has bits of marrow sticking to it, and blood, and beautiful bright-green flies. at this or that twist of it i feel my slippery self eluding me, gliding into deeper and darker waters than i care to probe.” FeelsLittlesSelfStoriesCareBeautifulGirlStarsBitsWaterBloodGreenDeeperTongueFlamesHoneyI CareAcheLimbsTwistsDewArdentSlipperyGroveMarrowHazeGlidingMimosas Author:Vladimir Nabokov
“Who are you?' Mo looked at the White Women. Then he looked at Dustfinger's still face. Guess.' The bird ruffled up its golden feathers, and Mo saw that the mark on its breast was blood. You are Death.' Mo felt the word heavy on his tongue. Could any word be heavier?” StillsFacesFeltWhiteSawsBloodBirdMarkHeavyTongueGoldenBreastsFeathersDustfinger Book:Inkdeath Source: Inkdeath
“Sometimes words drew blood, they cut your tongue, they made you know things you couldn't unknow.” KnowsMadeSometimesCuttingBloodTongue Author:Alice Hoffman