Quotes About Instinct

Impending death makes one run faster. I think that's probably why they fire a gun before track meets.

The thing is, we all have a little animal in us, and if you ask us to, we can do a very good job of behaving like one.

To have some idea what it's like, stand in the outside lane of a motorway, get your mate to drive his car at you at 95 mph and wait until he's 12 yards away, before you decide which way to jump.

Je mehr man in einer Sprache durch Vernunft unterscheiden lernt, desto schwerer wird einem das Sprechen derselben. Im Fertig-Sprechen ist viel Instinktmäßiges, durch Vernunft läßt es sich nicht erreichen.

[Nietzsche] attributes to himself an extremely vivid and sensitive instinct of cleanliness. At the first contact the filth lying at the base of anothers nature is revealed to him. The unclean are therefore ill at ease hi his presence.

Home life is no more natural to us than a cage is natural to a cockatoo.

Home life as we understand it is no more natural to us than a cage is natural to a cockatoo.

I think we are drawn to dogs because they are the uninhibited creatures we might be if we weren't certain we knew better.

To put it crudely but graphically, the monkey who did not have a realistic perception of the tree branch he jumped for was soon a dead monkey—and therefore did not become one of our ancestors.

For example, if a starving man pulls a gun on you and you get the upper hand, you will likely let him go because you will feel sorry for him. That's the kind of person you are." "And what kind of person are you?" His face was hard. "The kind who shoots first.

You need to neuter him. Otherwise he'll spray all over the house. The stench is awful. And when he isn't out catting around, little female cats in heat will show up and wail under the windows." Kill me, please. "He is a nice cat. He's not like that." "It's instinct, Dali. Before you know it, you'll be running a feline whorehouse.

Vampire worldview, condensed into three sentences: If it's not food or a pet, kill it, because it might be poisonous.

He cut right through the layers of civilization, politeness, and social snobbery to some preternatural female sense that said, "Dominant male. Danger. Power. Sex." Why

Some things you simply accepted, the way you accepted the sunrise or the winter cold. They called it lupine fatalism, but in reality it was plain common sense.

If it feels wrong, it probably is.

To the left Derek raised his bloody muzzle from the ruined back of the fifth reeve. Don't bite! Dumbass. Perfect wolf for you—isn't happy until he's got poisonous shit smeared all over his teeth.

He pulled me like a magnet. Every female instinct I had went into overdrive.

Why do you vomit when you see and smell somebody else vomit?" "I don't know." "It's a biological survival mechanism. Primitive humans existed in family groups. They slept in the same place and they ate the same things." Pieces clicked together in my head. "So, if one person vomited, they likely got poisoned, so everyone needed to vomit to not die.

It couldn't be real. People summoned monsters from the arcane realm, but I'd never heard of anyone summoning actual demons. Yet it was right there, living, breathing, real, and every instinct I had howled and clawed at my logic.

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Animals don't destroy each other for pure pleasure. They don't have serial killers. They kill, they don't murder. No, it's not the beast in us that makes us lose our balance. It's the man. Of all the animals, we're the most aggressive

If we walk in there, they'll shoot us. They won't hesitate—they'll do it on instinct. It's second nature to them, a reflex, like stopping before a red light." "Mhm." It's good that he was here to explain it to me. I would've never figured it out on my own.

All Maud had was an ability to read people and an innate understanding of violence and its degrees and uses. Within seconds of meeting an opponent, she knew exactly how to provoke or calm them and how much force she would have to use to stop, cripple, or kill them. Person or animal, Maud could take its measure and push them to the desired result. That's what made her so good at navigating vampire politics.

Killing another human being is the hardest thing you will ever do. But to fight in this war, your kills must be instantaneous. Any hesitation gives your enemy an opening to end you. You die, they win. Acknowledge to yourself that you hesitate. Don't engage unless you must. Remember your job. You must live through this.