No real blood flows in the veins of the knowing subject constructed by Locke, Hume, and Kant, but rather the diluted extract of reason as a mere activity of thought.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The heart has its reasons of which reason knows nothing.
God, who knows our most secret thoughts and who sees all, is witness to the purity of my principles. They are not founded on this barbarous ferocity that takes pleasure in shedding human blood.
Reason is the natural order of truth; but imagination is the organ of meaning.
The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter - often an unconscious, but still a truthful interpreter - in the eye.
Reason enables us to get around in the world of ideas, but cannot prescribe our thoughts.
Of all that is written, I love only what a person has written with his own blood.
That neither our thoughts, nor passions, nor ideas formed by the imagination, exist without the mind, is what every body will allow.
It does not, surely, require such torrents of blood to satisfy any reasonable man that nothing can be a more impious presumption than for either side to think themselves entitled to count the Almighty as an ally in such a pitiful display of human passion.
What 'True Blood' does really well is that it balances on the line between good and evil - you blur the distinction between the two.
It wouldn't be 'True Blood' if somebody didn't die.