Excess dietary salt is most notorious for increasing blood pressure. Americans have a 90 percent lifetime probability of developing high blood pressure - so even if your blood pressure is normal now, if you continue to eat the typical American diet, ...
All words are written in the same ink, 'flower' and 'power,' say, are much the same, and though I might write 'blood, blood, blood' all over the page, the paper would not be stained now would I bleed.
First there wasn't, then there was. Before God no one was.
Graf Orlok: Blood! Your precious blood!
You cannot turn blood into water.
Noble and common blood is of the same color.
When your enemies attack, bathe in their blood.
No blood at all. I could hear that phrase repeat itself in my head, louder each time. No sticky, hot, messy, awful blood. No splatter. NO BLOOD AT ALL. Why hadn't I thought of that?
That is correct," Zeus said. "The blood of Olympus was spilled. She is fully conscious." "Oh, come on!" Percy complained. "I get a little nosebleed and I wake up the entire earth? That's not fair!
People are laughing at me today for having holes in my pockets, and ink blood on my fingers- a thirty-something old writer, who strangles words from dictionaries, and feeds on the decay of poetry.
…Man’s heart is a ditch full of blood. The loved ones who have died throw themselves down on the bank of this ditch to drink the blood and so come to life again; the dearer they are to you, the more of your blood they drink.” - The Narrator.
Blood answers blood, especially that given for the sake of others.
Blood cannot be without dancing. There is no dancing without blood.
All aboard for one last trip.
Politics is war without blood, while war is politics with blood.
Magnus stood up and went to the window. He pushed the curtain back, letting in just enough light to silhouette his hawklike profile. "Blood," he said, half to himself. "I had a dream two nights ago. I saw a city all of blood, with towers made of bone...
Ron Weasley: [to Hermione and Ginny] He'll be here, soon. [starts eating] Hermione Granger: [smacks him on the arm with a book] Will you stop eating? Your best friend is missing! Ron Weasley: Turn around, you lunatic! [Hermione and Ginny looks toward...
A friend will wipe away sweat but not blood.
People think blood red, but blood don't got no colour. Not when blood wash the floor she lying on as she scream for that son of a bitch to come, the lone baby of 1785. Not when the baby wash in crimson and squealing like it just depart heaven to come...
Bitter, bitter, this desolation of angels.
Running Doesn't Change Anything...Dying Does.
