Quotes About Beast

It is not enough that you understand in what ignorance man and beast live; you must also have and acquire the will to ignorance. You need to grasp that without this kind of ignorance life itself would be impossible, that it is a condition under which alone the living thing can preserve itself and prosper: a great, firm dome of ignorance must encompass you.

All beings so far have created something beyond themselves. Do you want to be the ebb of that great tide, and revert back to the beast rather than surpass mankind? What is the ape to a man? A laughing-stock, a thing of shame. And just so shall a man be to the Superman: a laughing-stock, a thing of shame. You have evolved from worm to man, but much within you is still worm. Once you were apes, yet even now man is more of an ape than any of the apes.

The fleetest beast to bear you to perfection is suffering.

The world itself is a filthy monster.

Man is beast and superbeast; the higher man is inhuman and superhuman: these belong together. With every increase of greatness and height in man, there is also an increase in depth and terribleness: one ought not to desire the one without the other— or rather: the more radically one desires the one, the more radically one achieves precisely the other.

Every man has a wild beast within him.

Before the tribunal of nature, a man has no more right to life than a rattlesnake; he has no more right to liberty than any wild beast; his right to the pursuit of happiness is nothing but a license to maintain the struggle for existence, if he can find within himself the powers with which to do it.

Let any pretty girl announce a divorce in Hollywood and the wolves come running. Fresh meat for the beast, and they are always hungry.

If they want a monster so badly they ought to be provided by one.

I'm theatrical and incorrigible. A regular beast when it comes to the exaggerated and the eccentric.

The beast in man had lifted its mask and the time of euphemistic niceties and rationalizations was over.

The universe that suckled us is a monster that does not care if we live or die--it does not care if it itself grinds to a halt. It is a beast running on chance and death, careening from nowhere to nowhere. It is fixed and blind, a robot programmed to kill. We are free and seeing; we can only try to outwit it at every turn to save our lives.

But this man...this powerful, lovely man was not afraid of her. He was also a beast, and an earl, which seemed to be something like a prince in this country, and he was not afraid. And he was tender, and he was strong, and he was drakon .

I will fear no evil for I am the baddest beast in the land. (Nick)

One day I'm going to find a way to rid you of that beast resting on your arm. (Artemis) (He looked at her over his shoulder.) And one day I'm going to find a way to rid myself of the beast resting on my back. (Acheron)

I will fear no evil for I am the baddest beast in the land. I am the power they can't tear down. And my will is law.

Komop, geef dat beest antwoord als je zo nodig moet. - Alyss, over Trek

The city, a beast all its own: a beast of stone with iron teeth and a heart of hot meat, pulsing living blood through its arteries and avenues.

What's the symbolic association between a beast killed by a silver bullet and the moon?

What a thing, to marry into a family! What could be more perilous? And yet people did it all the time. They married and had children, every child a portmanteau, a mythical beast, a montage.

Hope flared in the Beast's eyes. "Really?" he asked. "You think you could be happy here?" "Can anybody be happy if they aren't free?" Belle asked softly. The Beast blinked guiltily, knowing she was right.

The Beast smiled slowly at first, it spread across his face until it took over. And it wasn't the scary smile he had first flashed at Belle. It was a warm smile it was a genuine smile. It was the smile of a beast who no longer felt alone. It was the smile of a man who finally felt hope.

She took the beast's hand. "Let's go home" she said "to the castle" The beast nodded, and togheter, they placed their hand once more on the pages of the enchanted book, closed their eyes... and pictured home.

I rarely ever put my head above the rampart and see where this big lumbering behemoth called 'global literature' is going.