Quotes About Devours

Revolution is like Saturn, it devours its own children.

If once they become inattentive to the public affairs, you and I, and Congress, and Assemblies, judges and governors shall all become wolves. It seems to be the law of our general nature, in spite of individual exceptions; and experience declares that man is the only animal which devours his own kind. Jefferson

enlightening them. If once they become inattentive to the public affairs, you and I, and Congress, and Assemblies, judges and governors shall all become wolves. It seems to be the law of our general nature, in spite of individual exceptions; and experience declares that man is the only animal which devours his

There remains the mystery of how the pupil devours so much bastard beauty. Abandoned property. This land and I are rewilding.

The system is a monster which devours people for the sake of its profits.

in the very long run any success devours - and perhaps also corrupts.

Explain to me, that is, if there is time left before all the light I shall ever know winks out on me, and the Earth devours that incarnate jewel you found wanting.

One of the reasons why literature is important is that it gives us an instrument with which to understand time. In real life time is something that devours us, is something that does not give us the necessary perspective to understand how this time in which we are immersed flows; and so we do not have perspective, we do not have the necessary distance to understand really what is happening. Therefore, we need artificial order for understanding time.

Shadow is ever besieged, for that is its nature. While darkness devours, and light steals. And so no one sees shadow ever retreat to hidden places, only to return in the wake of the war between dark and light.

Trauma is a time traveller, an ouroboros that reaches back and devours everything that came before.

Shadow is ever besieged, for that is its nature. Whilst darkness devours, and light steals. And so one sees shadow ever retreat to hidden places, only to return in the wake of the war between dark and light.

My cheek blanches white while I write; I start at the scratch of my pen; my own mad brood of eagles devours me; fain would I unsay this audacity; but an iron-mailed hand clenches mine in a vice, and prints down every letter in my spite.

The Russian earth is indeed fertile and generous. She gives birth to her own Platos, to her own quick-witted Newtons—but how casually and terribly she devours these children of hers.

Love is that flame which, when it is kindled, Devours everything except the Beloved.

For age but tastes of pleasures youth devours.

Finance, like time, devours its own children.

A certain kind comes very fast, but unexpectedly, like a feeling about work on behalf of beauty no one devours: those carrot birds, those radish flowers.

Obscenity, which is ever blasphemy against the divine beauty in life, is a monster for which the corruption of society forever brings forth new food, which it devours in secret.