There is no caste in blood.
The brave man, indeed, calls himself lord of the land, through his iron, through his blood.
The spirit of Ubuntu, that once led Haiti to emerge as the first independent black nation in 1804, helped Venezuela, Colombia and Ecuador attain liberty, and inspired our forefathers to shed their blood for the United States' independence, cannot die. Today, this spirit of solidarity must and will empower all of us to rebuild Haiti.
I went to school for about 2 years on a technical course, and I learned a lot. I learned about air mixture ratios and all the stuff; I learned how to draw blood.
We will not bend or fail until the blood of every last Jew from the youngest child to the oldest elder is spilt to redeem our land!
Our blood will turn from red to blue, although our money is but new.
International business may conduct its operations with scraps of paper, but the ink it uses is human blood.
Chemists employed by the police can do remarkable things with blood. They can weave it into a rope to hang a man.
No one thinks of how much blood it costs.