Top 1200 Red Thread Quotes & Sayings - Page 19

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Last updated on October 21, 2024.
Look into the windows of my soul. The eyes never lie, they bloodshot red.
I feel a thread tugging me again, but this time I know that it isn’t some sinister force dragging me toward death. This time I know it’s my mother's hand, drawing me into her arms. And I go gladly into her embrace.
Red wine with fish. That should have told me something. — © Sean Connery
Red wine with fish. That should have told me something.
I identify first and foremost as a fine artist. Even the way that I put words together; this could be called painterly and the combinations don't always make sense. I think there are a lot of people who are fine artists and musicians also. I think it's a common thread, the way the brain words.
At a macro level, it's balancing the needs of consumers, advertisers and content owners. And if you talk to any one of those three customer sets in isolation, often times you won't delight the other two. So the hurdle we faced with Hulu Plus was, how can we thread this needle in a way that delights all three customer sets?
From warriors ravens grew red And with their leader a host attacked.
Polyester, one of the most common fibers, is a plastic derived from crude oil. The long fibers that make up polyester thread are woven together to make fabric. Extracting the oil and melting the plastic require energy.
I love a rack of lamb with a good bottle of red wine.
My favorite bands are the Allman Brothers and Red Hot Chili Peppers.
North Carolina used to be reliably red. Now it's a battleground state.
And Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all.
Don't save bold lashes and red lips for nighttime - do it in the day!
If Plato is a fine red wine, then Aristotle is a dry martini. — © Eric Stoltz
If Plato is a fine red wine, then Aristotle is a dry martini.
Not scoring in the red zone and turning it over, man, that gets you beat.
I don't want to define New York Red Bull as one player, or one manager.
Yes, I live a crazy, exciting, whatever life, but I do think it's quite relatable because it has to be - I'm just a girl from St Louis, Missouri that has lived life like anyone else. There are things that are crazy and over the top, but the basic thread is my family, my career, trying to live and pursuing my dreams.
I was a big fan of the Rain Parade, Green on Red, X, the Rolling Stones.
Santa will be showing up with Rudolph the Red-Eyed Reindeer.
Here bloom red roses, dewy wet, And beds of fragrant mignonette.
I'm kind of like a combination of a red herring and a fake-out.
Break the skin of civilization and you find the ape, roaring and red-handed.
I have supersensitive skin, to the point where sometimes I touch my neck and it turns red.
One in 5 Americans is touched by the Red Cross every single year.
I'm not a great socialiser. Nor am I a red carpet person.
The blue of my eyes is extinguished in this night, the red gold of my heart.
People abusing their power makes me see red.
The man who invented the red carpet needed his head examined.
When people say things like, 'Oh, I can't find black or brown whatever position it is,' I wanted to be clear that we exist in droves. When I tell people, 'Hey, share your work, share your LinkedIn,' it's with the ultimate goal that somebody on that thread gets hired, or something positive happens.
Every time I work with Dr. Luke I learn something new. He's kind of like the Andy Warhol of pop music, where he mass produces his art but it always still has heart and always still has an emotional thread to it. I think he's really a genius and I'm so lucky to have gotten to work with him.
We go into the red next year... I shall have to give up polo.
The Hopi Indians thought that the world’s religions each contained one spiritual thread, and that these threads are always seeking each other, wanting to join. When all the threads are finally woven together they will form a rope that will pull us out of this dark cycle of history and into the next realm.
We are not Black Muslims we are Muslims. You see, you have Catholics. You have Chinese Catholics, you have Indian Catholics, you have black Catholics and white Catholics. But I'm sure you don't ask a man are you a white Catholic? Are you a Chinese are you a yellow Catholic, a red Catholic, or a white Catholic? He's just a Catholic. We have black Muslims, we have brown Muslims, we have red Muslims, we have yellow Muslims, we have even white complected Muslims, so I'd like to clear that point, this is a press word, Black Muslims.
You make me feel like a candy apple, red and horny.
Things don't have purposes, as if the universe were a machine, where every part has a useful function. What's the function of a galaxy? I don't know if our life has a purpose and I don't see that it matters. What does matter is that we're a part. Like a thread in a cloth or a grass-blade in a field. It is and we are. What we do is like wind blowing on the grass.
I was planning on writing a detailed review of several books on web security tonight, but the Obama collapse has superseded my best-laid plans. Here’s another open thread for this important topic, as America wrestles with the issue of whether it would be a good idea to elect a President with a 20-year history of associating with people who hate America.
People don't associate red hair, pale skin, and freckles with beauty.
It's weird doing red carpets; it's uncomfortable. But you can have a sense of humor about it.
I was very insecure with the dresses I would have to wear to red carpet events. — © Angelina Pivarnick
I was very insecure with the dresses I would have to wear to red carpet events.
I tried to express through red and green the terrible passions of humanity.
I'm sort of like a lame, single guy in a red sports car.
Red roses for young lovers. French beans for longstanding relationships
My earliest memory? Trying to use a red jelly bean as lipstick.
Like piles of dry wood with red-hot coals underneath.
Red lips don't look good on blotchy, uneven skin.
The bride hath paced into the hall, Red as a rose is she.
Silver and ermine and red faces full of port wine.
The thing with me is, about that - about rock and all that - years and years of crate-digging, listening to old music, you kind of start to connect the dots. And I was seeing the thread that was connecting everything together, which is pretty much the blues. And everything soul or funk kind of starts with that.
I only wear red socks in the kitchen. They bring me luck. — © Graham Elliot
I only wear red socks in the kitchen. They bring me luck.
The red carpet we roll out come sizzling medium rare.
'Red Hook Summer' is another chapter in my chronicles of Brooklyn.
My clothes are for the international jet set. They are very much for the red carpet.
As a kid, I was not a tomboy; I was a total girl wearing tutus and red shoes.
In Alexander's life there was one thread that could not be broken by death, by distance, by time, by war. Could not be broken. As long as I am in the world, she said with her breath and her body, as long as I am, you are permanent, soldier.
Midsummer Night was roasting hot. The shore, of red granite, glowed with the heat; the dark blood of the earth seemed to be rising from below. There was a sharp, unbearable smell of birds, of cod, of green decaying seaweed. Through the mist the huge ruddy sun loomed nearer and nearer. And in the sea, dark blood welled up to meet it - in bloated, rearing, huge white waves. Night. The mouth of the bay between two cliffs was like a window. A window shutting out curious eyes with a white shade-white woolly fog. And all that you could see was that behind it something red was happening. (The North)
I'm trying to get an internship at the ESPYS. I'd like to do interviews on the red carpet.
In about 2002, I moved from Manhattan to Brooklyn, to Red Hook.
So I went to the Chinese restaurant and this duck came up to me with a red.
Gossip is news running ahead of itself in a red satin dress.
what a writer does is to try to make sense of life. I think that's what writing is, I think that's what painting is. It's seeking that thread of order and logic in the disorder, and the incredible waste and marvelous profligate character of life. What all artists are trying to do is to make sense of life.
I'm sick of having red hair, but people seem to like that aesthetic.
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