Quotes About Instinct

You have the body of an old man, the life of an old man, the past of an old man, and the instinctive force of a two-year-old.

I'm convinced that human beings instinctively seek two things. We long for meaning, a sense that our life somehow matters to the world around us. And we long for community, a sense of being loved.

How odd, that prayer seems foolish to some people who base their lives on media trends, superstition, instinct, hormones, social propriety, or even astrology.)

Good god what men can do to their brains when their cocks are hard.

My mother? My own mother told my lady governess that if the baby and I were in danger then they should save the baby.

For a moment I felt the terror. The deep primeval terror of something one does not understand, something which is against nature or, at the least, against everything one has ever seen or known before.

There is in every one of us, even those who seem to be most moderate, a type of desire that is terrible, wild, and lawless.

The love of man to woman is a thing common and of course, and at first partakes more of instinct and passion than of choice; but true friendship between man and man is infinite and immortal. –Plato-

Homo homini lupis est.

Nor was it the normal, portentous intimacy of twenty-year-olds: [...] although we were at the age when one always has the need, instinct, and immodesty of inflicting on one another everything that swarms in one's head and elsewhere (and this is an age that can last long, but ends with the first compromise)...

One thing about me is that I have a really good sense of direction. Mom and Dad always say they don't need a map when I'm around. I almost always know when I'm heading the wrong way.

because men that are free,well born,well bred,and conversant in honest companies have naturally an instinct and spur that prompteth them unto virtuous actions,and withdraws them from vice which is called honor

I know, he said. We are into the Bad Idea neighborhood and heading down I Have a Bad Feeling Street. (Shane)

I can smell the crazy on that man from here. I have a nose for it.

I've got a sense of self-preservation. OK, granted , it's still in the original shrink wrap but I've got one if I ever want to use it.

It's written in our DNA somewhere: our children first, the rest of the world second.

Don't bait the cougars.

It's a guy thing. We have reactions to women in tight leather with whips. It's sort of involuntary.

Do not fall for things that feel right, and sound wrong. Understand?

It was like a shadow had brushed over me, but a shadow on my soul, not on my skin. Took me a second to identify what it was, but I recognized the feeling instinctively: Nadim. And Nadim was sad. It felt weird. And at the same time, it felt like something I'd always, unconsciously, needed-sound, where there'd only been silence. Presence, where there'd been loneliness.

I shouldn't, but I do. I trust.

Like dogs and lions, small children can sense fear. The slightest flinch, the slightest disinclination, and they will jump atop you and devour you.

There are certain things a girl just knows, like that a fourth minute on a punk song is a bad, bad idea

Yet the body insists on the struggle for life. Why?