Top 1200 Roses Are Red Quotes & Sayings - Page 20

I feel like the red-headed stepchild of Young Money.

I'm good with the ball in my hand. A great red-zone threat.

'Red Hook Summer' is another chapter in my chronicles of Brooklyn.

And an equation is the same whether it's written in red or green ink

They dashed on towards that thin red line tipped with steel.

Life is simple, it's either cherry red or midnight blue.

It is on!" Aech shouted into his comlink. "it is on like Red Dawn!

The Red Wedding was, for myself as a director doing this, such a mammoth experience.

I like The Smiths as well. They took a cue from The Buzzcocks. They have jangly guitars instead of distorted guitars. All the Manchester bands have a character about them. The Stone Roses and The Smiths and all that. Even if you don't like them, they have a certain original sound.

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.

I have the utmost respect for red carpet interviewers; it is such a hard job.

Don't go back over your life with a red pen.

People abusing their power makes me see red.

Iris all hues, roses, and jessamine Reared high their flourished heads between, and wrought Mosaic; underfoot the violet, Crocus, and hyacinth with rich inlay Broidered the ground, more coloured than with stone Of costliest emblem: other creature here Beast, bird, insect, or worm durst enter none; Such was their awe of man.

The hard part of writing at all is sitting your ass down in a chair and writing it. There's always something better to do, like I've got an interview, sharpening the pencils, trimming the roses. There's always something better to do. Going to a writer's club?

Silver and ermine and red faces full of port wine.

You're not a woman," he said finally. "You're the Grim Reaper with red hair!

I was a big Guns N' Roses fan when I was seven. My friend who lived across the street had long dark curly hair and I had long blonde hair, so I'd dress up as Axl and she'd be Slash, and we'd rock out in front of the mirror singing 'Patience.'

As much as we love an excuse to dress up, the red carpet is not the place.

I love you on the surface of seas Red like the egg when it is green

Will the real Red Reaper please stand up?

I don't want to define New York Red Bull as one player, or one manager.

I am very proud and honour-red to be the England manager.

I'm kind of like a combination of a red herring and a fake-out.

He can run anytime he wants. I'm giving him the red light.

I have significantly cut down on the amount of red meat I eat.

I have a red-tail Columbian boa constrictor named 'Jade.'

It's definitely a dream come true playing for the Red Sox.

Of the nine red cards this season we probably deserved half of them.

Whenever we're on the red carpet, we look like competition winners. It's a joke.

I sat down to my supper, twas a bottle of red whiskey.

Everyone longs for love's tense joys and red delights.

If you tell me that the sky is red, I will look up.

All I need is my Chanel dress, my Louboutins, and some red lipstick.

I love the whole red-carpet world. I got the bug.

Red Bull has invested a huge amount in youth and should be commended.

A red-headed man is not generally considered to be a sexual icon.

And so this is Xmas for black and for white, for yellow and red, let's stop all the fight.

You'll never find a Manchester band slagging off another Manchester band, but within each Manchester band, people will rip each other apart: Mondays, Smiths, New Order, Roses, Oasis.

I had no idea this thing was televised. Boy, is my face red.

The earth with yellow pearsAnd overgrown with roses wildUpon the pond is bent,And swans divine,With kisses drunkYou drop your headsIn the sublimely sobering water.But where, with winter come, am ITo find, alas, the floweres, and whereThe sunshineAnd the shadow of the world?Cold the walls standAnd the wordless, in the windThe weathercocks are rattling.

We just got to capitalize in the red zone. Don't turn the ball over.

O Winter! frozen pulse and heart of fire, What loss is theirs who from thy kingdom turn Dismayed, and think thy snow a sculptured urn Of death! Far sooner in midsummer tire The streams than under ice. June could not hire Her roses to forego the strength they learn In sleeping on thy breast.

I never look at any pictures of myself on the red carpet. I can't do that.

A red sun rises. Blood has been spilled this night.

One in 5 Americans is touched by the Red Cross every single year.

I'm very happy and excited to be a member of the Boston Red Sox.

I heard a fella say once he'd rather have a rose bud when he was alive than to have a whole rose garden thrown his way after he is gone. It looks like they've (the National Baseball Hall of Fame in 1935) thrown the roses my way while I'm still here.

If I meet somebody and I'm like, 'Hey, how you doing?' And you give somebody a hug, or a half-hug, and they stank and it rubs off on me, that is contagious 'cause I'll be smelling like roses and then it's like, 'Wait a minute.' I'll change shirts and I'm still funky.

If You want a man to notice you, just wear red lipstick

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)

Red Sox versus Yankees is the greatest rivalry in sports.

I still drink a couple of Red Bulls every day.

When I have red velvet cake, I normally have cream cheese icing.

Nobody is ready for death. If you ask Joe Blow on the street, he aint gonna tell you he thinks he'll live forever. But when the end is near you'll realize you've been believing that all along. It's like getting caught with your pants down. That's why you gotta live, little one. Yeah stop and smell them roses.

I thought comedians had to have black on their faces or red beards.

You really just can't go wrong with a classic red lip.

One of the main dilemmas that's pretty common to a lot of people who are getting older is the idea that maybe there's a finish line and that maybe there's a time in your life when you start to slow down and stop and smell the roses and just kind of settle into what will be a comfortable period in your life.

I hate sweating, running and getting that red-faced look.

When I was living in Mexico and writing a book called 'Aztec,' I had to make a deliberate effort to ignore a lot of the 'typically Mexican landscape' around me - banana and citrus groves, roses and carnations, burros and toros - because they did not exist in Mexico in the 15th century, the time of my book.