“The written word might as well have been my veins, and ink my blood.”
“Madam, you have bereft me of all words,Only my blood speaks to you in my veins,”
“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 stainednow would I bleed.”
“Lies written in ink cannot disguise facts written in blood.”
“Lady you berfet me of all words,/Only my blood speaks to you in my veins,/ And there is such confusion in my powers.”
“Fool! Nothing but black ink runs through my veins!”