Quotes About Instinct

A lion's greater talents are revealed in the jungle, not in the circus.

Everyone is born with an instinct of success, and ability to make it, but only the ones who think out of the box succeed.

The will to live that possesses us to create medicine, to become firefighters or teachers, is the same will to live that is woven into all living beings.

To me, a lot of what makes a good actor is not what a teacher tells you to do but how you respond when youre on your own.

When in doubt or danger, run in circles, scream and shout.

my life is not guided by reason; it is ruled, rather, by the inertia of habitual motion.

Tell him,' the woman said with a mocking smile, 'tell him that what he sees is the creature's member entering the body of its mate, doing what men and women must do ...

It was not that he was a man of unusual courage—far from it. But he knew also that fear was not—contrary to what was often said—an instinct. It was something learned, something that accumulated in the mind through knowledge, experience and upbringing.

You know what happens when you feed the birds? They forget to fly south and freeze to death.

I don't have to be logical. I'm a leopard. We're considered wild animals, you know. (Spoken by Megan.)

If I can push out my inhibitions, I will have access to intuitions

kiss, a pat on the rump, and a deep inhalation of my scent, as if he and I were dogs.

As soon as I kiss him I know that I love him with a blind instinct beyond all reason, with all his defects.

I am angry at my own sentimental weakness. I feel at certain moments a bottomless giving, an indifference to how much is taken away, but at times I have rebellions and my possessive instinct is aroused and then I am angry at myself, furious (the scorpion eats it own tail).

Coming near him like a ballet dancer she took a leap towards him, and he, frightened by her vehemence, and fearing that she would crash against him, instinctively became absolutely rigid, and she felt herself embracing a statue.

I exist only as a whole; my only claim is to be natural, and the pleasure I feel in an action, I take as a sign that I ought to do it.

Freed from the thoughts of winning, I instantly play better. I stop thinking, start feeling. My shots become a half-second quicker, my decisions become the product of instinct rather than logic.

Kant provides a more helpful answer. For him, these first semblances of virtue can be explained in terms of discipline, in other words, as a product of external constraint: what the child cannot do on his own because he has no instinct for it "others have to do … for him," and in this way "one generation educates the next.

But now his body feels like some dumb beast he merely exists inside, and every now and then it lets him know it needs to do something: To eat. To piss or shit. To move or just lie down and rest.

Of course life has no point. If it had, man would not be free, he'd become a slave to that point and his life would be governed by completely new criteria: the criteria of slavery. Like an animal, the point of whose life is that life itself, the continuation of the species. An animal carries out its slavish activities because it can feel the point of its life instinctively. Therefore its sphere is restricted. Man, on the other hand, claims to aspire to the absolute.

Off course, life has no point. If it had, man would not be free. He'd become a slave to that point and his life would be governed by completely new criteria: the criteria of slavery. Like an animal, the point of whose life is that life itself, the continuation of the species. An animal carries out his slavish activities because it can feel the point of its life instinctively. Therefore its sphere is restricted. Man, on the other hand claims to aspire to the absolute.

He was one of those many people without a natural sense of left and right, and he made a little red spot on his left thumb, which he called 'the knowing spot

Acting almost on a species memory, he runs forward, the glove before him.

You have to do what your heart dictates, Vivian says. Do you believe that? Not sure, actually. It's always annoyingly inconvenient, isn't it, the thing about the heart?