Quotes About Creature

I watched her departure, as one watches a sunset. She went like a radiance through the dark wood, which was henceforth bright to me, from simply knowing that such a creature was in it.

There is no slave but the creature that wills against its Creator.

Ayaktak?m? öyle aÅŸa??l?k bir yarat?kt?r ki boÅŸ vakti kal?rsa tehlike arz eder; onu düÅŸünemeyecek kadar meÅŸgul tutmak daha güvenlidir.

Taisez-vous, sotte et impertinente créature ; vos phrases de roman nous ennuient.

I dare say you would not be in the least moved if you came to-morrow, and found us all lying dead in our beds!' she said bitterly. 'On the contrary, I should be a good deal surprised.' She could not help laughing. 'Odious creature! Very well, I see you have a heart of stone, and I waste my time in useless entreaties

He seems an agreeable creature. But that is how it is always! The less eligible a man is the more delightful he is bound to be! You may depend upon it.

Religion is the sigh of the oppressed creature, the heart of a heartless world, and the soul of soulless conditions. It is the opium of the people.

There is nothing natural, inevitable, or necessary about the labyrinth of fear. We can liberate ourselves. There are better ways to live. Someone has to take the initiative to love and trust her fellow living creature and set us all free.

Asking why the creature had chosen to give me its bone was pointless. My foolish and unwilling foray into necromancy had made me attractive to such things, as a magnetic is attractive to iron.

Noirance isn't about not being able to see. It's about not being able to find your way out of the dark. Being lost in a maze. Or being the creature in the heart of the maze who waits for the lost to come to it as they always will.

What a miserable creature man is that he prays in fear to the skies and begs help from the unknown every time he falls down to the ground!

What connection is there, President, between this uncanny creature and the disappearance of Lord Beltham, of which we were talking at dinner?

A creature without a voice. A voice without a name. As immortal as my life. Come here at long last to summon the wind.

And so man, as existing transcendence abounding in and surpassing toward possibilities, is a creature of distance. Only through the primordial distances he establishes toward all being in his transcendence does a true nearness to things flourish in him.

Toby proved to an ugly, long-haired, lop-eared creature, half spaniel and half lurcher, brown-and-white in colour, with a very clumsy waddling gait.

He smelled like the sea even after he had bathed. When he wasn't fishing, he sat on the floor in our dark front room mending a fishing net. And if a fishing net had been a sleeping creature, he wouldn't even have awakened it, at the speed he worked. He did everything this slowly.

To argue that God is "trying His best" to save all mankind, but that the majority of men will not let Him save them, is to insist that the will of the Creator is impotent, and that the will of the creature is omnipotent.

I was thinking of people who say that happiness is impossible on earth. Look how hard they all try to find some joy in life. Look how they struggle for it. Why should any living creature exist in pain? By what conceivable right can anyone demand that a human being exist for anything but for his own joy? Every one of them wants it. Every part of him wants it. But they never find it. I wonder why.

Even monsters are adorable when they're little.

Brooding, simmering and raging in the ground, deep beneath the earth that once loved him, Ouranos compressed all his fury and divine energy into the very rock itself, hoping that one day some excavating creature somewhere would mine it and try to harness the immortal power that radiated from within. That could never happen, of course. It would be too dangerous. Surely the race had yet to be born that could be so foolish as to attempt to unleash the power of uranium?

We are glorious accidents of an unpredictable process with no drive to complexity, not the expected results of evolutionary principles that yearn to produce a creature capable of understanding the mode of its own necessary construction.

What I'd show you is much more bizarre than anything we have looked at so far, and I warn you in advance that the first impulse will be to laugh. That's all right. Laugh if you must. Just don't take your eye off what you see, for even in your imagination, here is a creature who can do you damage.

A heartless creature is a loveless creature, and a loveless creature is a beast.

Who is this irresistible creature who has an insatiable love for the dead?