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“There are two kinds of music. One comes from the strings of a guitar, the other from the strings of the heart. One sound comes from a chamber orchestra, the other from the beating of the heart's chamber. One comes from an instrument of graphite and wood, the other from an organ of flesh and blood. This loftier music I speak of tonight is more pleasing than the notes of the most gifted composers, more moving than a marching band, more harmonious than a thousand voices joined in hymn and more powerful than all the world's percussion instruments combined. That sweet sound of love.”

“FOAM OF THE DAZE is a novel like no other, a sexy, innocent, smart and sweet cartoon of a world which then begins, little by little, to bleed real blood until, in the end, the blood turns out to be our own. I read it nearly thirty years ago in its previous incarnation as Mood Indigo and I loved it then; it's still one of my favorite books in the whole world”

“Crazy girls did this, girls who walked like zombies through YA novels. But. Trixie felt the sting of the skin as it split, the sweet welling rise of blood. It hurt, though not as much as everything else idd.”

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Author:Jodi Picoult

“The hunt isn't sustaining me. It's flowing blood that I really crave. The sweet taste of red succulent liquid mixing with the salt of my beloved as it drips and dances on his flesh. To know that someone will ache for me as much as I hunger for him and eternally satiate each other. I want someone to satisfy my hunger forever.”

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Author:Ellen Schreiber

“He was raw and sharp and rich and throbbing with life. He was sweet blood after a long hunt. How could she have mistaken Aiden's kisses for this? They had been delicious and smooth like the brief comfort of chocolate, but they had never been enough.”

Long Enough Rich Blood Sweet Comfort Kissing Chocolate Smooth Mistaken Delicious Hunts

Book:Blood and Chocolate

Source: Blood and Chocolate

“A writer never forgets the first time he accepted a few coins or a word of praise in exchange for a story. He will never forget the sweet poison of vanity in his blood and the belief that, if he succeeds in not letting anyone discover his lack of talent, the dream of literature will provide him with a roof over his head, a hot meal at the end of the day, and what he covets the most: his name printed on a miserable piece of paper that surely will outlive him. A writer is condemned to remember that moment, because from then on he is doomed and his soul has a price.”

“And her sweet red lips on these lips of mine Burned like the ruby fire set In the swinging lamp of a crimson shrine, Or the bleeding wounds of the pomegranate, Or the heart of the lotus drenched and wet With the spilt-out blood of the rose-red wine.”

Heart Fire Blood Mines Sweet Red Wine Rose Lips Wounds Wet Burned Lamps Bleeding Shrines Crimson Rubies Lotuses Red Lips Red Wine Pomegranates

Book:The Complete Works of Oscar Wilde: Poems and poems in prose

Source: The Complete Works of Oscar Wilde: Poems and poems in prose

“It was the sick and decaying who despised the body and earth and invented the heavenly realm and the redemptive drops of blood: but they took even these sweet and gloomy poisons from body and earth. They wanted to escape their own misery, and the stars were too far for them.”

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Book:The Portable Nietzsche

Source: The Portable Nietzsche

“I have no right to call myself one who knows. I was one who seeks, and I still am, but I no longer seek in the stars or in books; I'm beginning to hear the teachings of my blood pulsing within me. My story isn't pleasant, it's not sweet and harmonious like the invented stories; it tastes of folly and bewilderment, of madness and dream, like the life of all people who no longer want to lie to themselves.”

People Knows Want Stills Book Stories Dream Lying Stars Blood Teaching Sweet Taste Madness Pleasant Folly Individualism Harmonious Bewilderment

Book:Demian: A Dual-Language Book

Source: Demian: A Dual-Language Book

“And then something truly bizarre happened. I could feel his touch through our eyes. I couldn't look away from him. The girl in front of him seemed to disappear, and all there was in the hallway was him and the sweet, beautiful smell of his blood.”

Feels Looks Eye Beautiful Girl Happened Blood Fronts Sweet Smell Disappear Bizarre Hallways

Book:House of Night Series

Source: House of Night Series

“I do not consider myself less ignorant than most people. I have been and still am a seeker, but I have ceased to question stars and books. I have begun to listen to the teachings my blood whispers to me. My story is not a pleasant one; it is neither sweet nor harmonious, as invented stories are; it has the taste of nonsense and chaos, of madness and dreams -- like the lives of all men who stop deceiving themselves.”

People Men Has Beens Stills Book Stories Dream Stars Blood Teaching Sweet Taste Madness Chaos Ignorant Pleasant Nonsense Deceiving Seekers Harmonious

Author:Hermann Hesse

“His words were still clear in her mind from that first meeting. "Whoever eats this will love you." She looked into the mirror, at her birthmark, bright as blood, at her kiss-stung lips, at the absurd smile stretching across her face. Carefully separating out the crushed pieces of shell, she pulled the dried pulp free from its cage of veins. Piece by piece, she put the sweet brown fruit in her own mouth and swallowed it down.”

Mind Firsts Stills Faces Clear Pieces Blood Love You Sweet Kissing Mouths Mirrors Meetings Fruit Lips Absurd Brown Shells Cages Veins Crushed Stretching Separating Pulp Birthmarks

Author:Holly Black