"I'm always on a red carpet . . . the other day I thought, this ain't bad. You can meet people on it."
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"We all shed salty tears and shed red blood. All is one."
"[Red Dirt Marijuana] contains most of the great short stories in English that are not by Mr. Hemingway or Mr. O'Hara."
"I'm crap at lying. I go bright red."
"The tulips are too red...they hurt me."
"I am flushed and warm. I think I may be enormous, I am so stupidly happy, My wellingtons Squelching and squelching through the beautiful red."
"Libraries are the thin red line between civilization and barbarism."
"Against my protests a mausoleum was built on the Red Square, a monument unbecoming and offensive to the revolutionary consciousness."
"We chat about clothes and if we're going on the red carpet we definitely talk about what we are going to wear."
"He is white-livered and red-faced."
"If we did ten things, nine were bad and got disclosed by the newspapers, we will be over. Then I will go, to the countryside, lead the peasant and revolt. If the Liberation Army do not follow me, I will get the Red Army."
"Not that the Red Indian will ever possess the broad lands of America. At least I presume not. But his ghost will."
"I didn't set a red line, the world set a red line"
"I do think that when you go into red states, they're - so-called red states - I think they're troubled with certain excesses with respect to the Patriot Act, but they're also concerned with making sure we're secure against terrorism."
"In England we burnt redheads at the stake, because we thought they were witches. There are still young redheads in Britain getting ripped for having red hair. 'Oy, Ginger!'"
"When Christ at Cana's feast by pow'r divine, Inspir'd cold water, with the warmth of wine, See! cry'd they while, in red'ning tide, it gush'd, The bashful stream hath seen its God and blush'd."
"And you… do you know what you are?” “Stupid?” “Beautiful,” he says, his face turning red."
"Oh, I love red. I'm very loyal to my colors. I love violet."
"I am a Nobel Peace laureate and my business should be to try to bring stability, not to be a red rag to bulls."
"All my life I've pursued the perfect red."