“Blood was flowing – in Bluebeard’s house, in the abattoirs, in the circuses where God had set his seal to whiten the windows. Blood and Milk flowed together.”
“There are two kinds of blood, the blood that flows in the veins and the blood that flows out of them.”
“Oh, well. At least my blood is flowing.”
“The Stark River flowed around the oxbow at Murrayville the way blood flowed through Margo Crane's heart.”
“I want to bask deeply in the taste of his blood, in that flowing crimson filled with his feelings melted in it...”
“Far outside the city the tree frogs were calling her, and the deep, rhythmic pulse of their voices set the blood flow to her heart.”