Quotes About Beast

If man were a beast or an angel, he would not be able to be in anxiety. Since he is both beast and angel, he can be in anxiety, and the greater the anxiety, the greater the man.

The serpent subtlest beast of all the field.

A bad habit or two is good for a man or a beast. Did you ever know a man who didn't have any bad habits? I have, and I always hated the son of a bitch." -- Charlie Flagg

I am the beast with a contorted grin, contracting down to illusion and dilating toward infinity, both growing and dying, delightfully suspended between hope for nothing and despair of everything, brought up among perfumes and poisons, consumed with love and hatred, killed by lights and shadows. My symbol is death of light and the flame of death. Sparks die in me only to be reborn as thunder and lightning. Darkness itself glows in me.

Perhaps it is necessary to have been, like Nebuchadnezzar, something of a wild beast, and shut up in a cage at the Jardin des Plantes without other prey than the butcher's meat doled out by the keeper, or a retired merchant deprived of the joys of tormenting his clerks, to understand the impatience with which the brother and sister awaited the arrival of their cousin Lorrain.

The Joker Here we are, the perfect pair... Beauty and the Beast. Mind you, if anybody calls you beast, I'll rip their lungs out.

I am a good beast, perhaps, but a disgracefully bad tiger. For it is the nature of tigers to be cruel and ferocious, and in refusing to eat harmless living creatures I am acting as no good tiger has ever before acted.

Yeah, I mean, I'm a beast in the studio. My first record, I finished recording in like two days. The second was three days.

I am a beast until I love as God doth love.

God is the God of the animals in a far lovelier way, I suspect, than many of us dare to think, but he will not be the God of a man by making a good beast of him.

The first show I ever did, singing and dancing, was 'Beauty and the Beast.' I was playing Gaston. Gaston has red tights, knee high boots, and it's very physical. I had headaches every day for two months.

I hope they find some way to come up with a new story that involves Beast in my timeline.

I am the beast at the end of the rope.

Jamison's An Unquiet Mind, which details her own struggle with bipolar disorder. A passage stood out for me: "The Chinese believe that before you can conquer a beast you first must make it beautiful." The Chinese proverb puts things in the imperative. I prefer to phrase it as a gentle invitation: Let's make our beast beautiful.

Late in February, she stood on Munich Street and watched a single giant cloud come over the hills like a white monster. It climbed the mountains. The sun was eclipsed, and in its place, a white beast with a gray heart watched the town.

How do you give someone a piece of sky? Late in February, she stood on Munich Street and watched a single giant cloud come over the hills like a white monster. It climbed the mountains. The sun was eclipsed, and in it's place, a white beast with a gray heart watched the town.

But the problem is to make the soul into a monster

Searching for the Man who lives in him was perhaps what he really meant, because certainly no beast has essayed the boundless, infinitely inventive art of human hatred. No beast can match its range and power.

no beast has essayed the boundless, infinitely inventive art of human hatred. No beast can match its range and power.

He is searching for the beast that lives in him, Comrade Pillai had told them—frightened, wide-eyed children—when the ordinarily good-natured Bhima began to bay and snarl. Which beast in particular, Comrade Pillai didn't say. Searching for the Man who lives in him was perhaps what he really meant, because certainly no beast has essayed the boundless, infinitely inventive art of human hatred. No beast can match its range and power.

But the King, nothing daunted, put on his Markov chain mail and all his impervious parameters, took his increment ?k to infinity and dealt the beast a truly Boolean blow, sent it reeling through an x-axis and several brackets—but

Vatra je moja nežnost, jer an?eo i zver u moju dušu padoše zagrljeni...

I never gave you a chance to set fire to the dry tinder of my heart did it myself doused myself in gasoline, went searching for a match I found it in her a familiar beast of whiskey and jealousy

Some werewolves are hairy on the inside.