James Patterson Quotes

Before the old wound can be healed, there is fresh blood flowing.

I looked at my shoulder and saw a javelin stuck in it. I was in shock.

I did not see his face, because he was all covered with blood.

I was shot from the funny gun.

When I jerked it out the head remained in my leg, where it remains still. There were a couple of inches of blood on the shaft of the arrow when I pulled it out.

I'm a fast healer. I was on the air a week after I got shot.

(Kiara sees Carlos' bleeding face)"Carlos! Oh my God, what happened?" "You still recognize me with a busted-up face. That's a good sign, right?

The blood will follow where the knife is driven, The flesh will quiver where the pincers tear.

My mouth blooms like a cut.

The instant that the blade tore open his flesh, the bright disk of the sun soared up and exploded behind his eyelids.

I had to groan a bit on the couch when my brow was mopped - as it is when you've been shot across the chest.

Women and elephants never forget an injury.

Just because your leg might heal doesn't mean it doesn't feel broken. It doesn't mean that a car hitting your body doesn't hurt like the same it would hurt if a car hit your body.

Belief needs something terrible to make it work, I find--blood, nails, a bit of anguish.

Lord Kane beat me up,” one said with a grin. There was blood on his teeth. “Did you see?” “Best. Night. Ever.

I never knew what life was until it ran out in a red gush over any lips, my hands!

When someone stabs you it's not your fault that you feel pain.

The one thing all that battle taught me, is that no one walks away without scars. No one. (Bad Moon Rising)

People can't seem to get it through their heads that there is never any healing or closure. Ever. There is only a short pause before the next "horrifying" event. People forget there is such a thing as memory, and that when a wound "heals" it leaves a permanent scar that never goes away, but merely fades a little. What really ought to be said after one of these so-called tragedies is, "Let the scarring begin.

He was slumped over, blood trickling from the side of his mouth. I shook his furry hip, thinking, No! Even if you are half barnyard animal, you're my best friend and I don't want you to die!

Death laid its eggs in the wound

Don't worry. It's just a flesh wound.

The bathroom door swings open. Emma sees the blood painting my skin and the red rivers carved on my body. Emma sees the wet knife, silver and bone. The screams of my little sister shatter mirrors.

He sits next to me, careful to avoid my hair that's splayed out around my head like blood. A bullet to the forehead, boom, blond waves everywhere.

When the wound/ No longer hurts/ The scar does.