Wild Red Quotes
- I survived, carried on, glad to be like a weed, a wild red poppy, rooted in life. — Marilyn Buck
- A male frigate bird blows up a wild red pouch on his neck. He can keep it puffed up for hours. It is his way… — Julie Murphy
- The Fomorians skittered backward, away from me, looking justifiably confused. I mean, really, how many human women actually run to them? And I was a… — P. C. Cast