“Blood isn't love”

“Fresh blood at midnight isn't red. It's a purplish black that easily blends into the shadows.”

“We're more of the love, blood, and rhetoric school. Well, we can do you blood and love without the rhetoric, and we can do you blood and rhetoric without the love, and we can do you all three concurrent or consecutive. But we can't give you love and rhetoric without the blood. Blood is compulsory. They're all blood, you see.”

“And love was creation's source,creation's ruler;but all love's ways are strewn with blossoms and blood, blossoms and blood.”

“Isn't it crazy how anger sometimes feels like joy? Just a crash of blood through your heart.”

“What about those yogis who can lie down on a bed of nails, then arise, streaming blood, then stop the flow of blood from each wound individually with the power of their minds? Isn't frailty often a choice?”