Quotes About Instincts

My hunch is that as the importance of a decision grows, the tendency to rely on quantitative analyses done by others tends to shrink. When the championship or the future of the company is on the line, managers tend to rely on their gut instincts.

Yet, despite all, it is a difficult thing to admit the existence of ghosts in a coldly factual world. One's very instincts rebel at the admission of such maddening possibility. For, once the initial step is made into the supernatural, there is no turning back, no knowing where the strange road leads except that it is quite unknown and quite terrible. (Slaughter House)

There are things in here worse than wolves and witches, primal fears that no amount of civilizing will ever tame.

The language of patriarchy is always a noble or macho language of patriotism and freedom. Men (and their female echoes) are always speaking it, but the amazing thing is that anyone is still willing to believe it. But fortunately the poor, the oppressed and marginalized, and especially women are beginning to trust their natural and truly religious instincts.

Don't blame me for you robbing the king's treasury! I snarled. You are here because you messed up. I prayed to you! Well, perhaps you didn't pray for the right thing at the right time! I yelled. Pray for wisdom before you do something stupid! Don't pray for me to bail you out after you followed your worst instincts!

We're all primitives underneath, that's why we had to invent God, to be the voice of our conscience, or we would be killing each other left, right and centre.

Another werewolf thing. Like most animals, we spent a large part of our lives engaged in the three Fs of basic survival. Feeding, fighting and... reproduction.

The three Fs of being a werewolf, Feeding, Fighting, and...Reproduction

Also, the killing of small animals is the entrance ramp onto the serial killer superhighway. Damn. I bet the cat knows that. He picked me because I can't hurt him, or I'd be fulfilling my biological destiny. So I'm screwed. The cat stays. Unless you'll kill him...How does fifty bucks sound?

Think you could use some of that animal whisperer mojo? Tell her the deer looks tasty, but she can have it. In fact, I insist." "You've forgotten everything my dad taught us all about dealing with big cats, haven't you?" "Oddly, it's slipped my mind. Something to do with seeing six-inch fangs a foot from my throat.

You've forgotten everything my dad taught us all about dealing with big cats, haven't you?" "Oddly, it's slipped my mind. Something to do with seeing six-inch fangs a foot from my throat." "They're two inches, tops, and she's a meter away." "Maya…

The true purpose of alchemy is about reining in our baser instincts –' he nodded towards me '– and realizing our highest potential.

I'm inclined to think that, after a certain age, our tastes, instincts and inclinations harden like concrete.

We are connected to our children no matter what. They are interwoven into each cell and inseparable from every neuron. They supersede our consciousness, dwell in our every hollow and cavity and recess with our most primitive instincts, deeper even than our identities, deeper even than our selves.

That's the trouble with women," she said. "We know what we oughtn't do, and yet we do it anyway. Nature has given us instincts, but when a man comes along, we hear only his voice, and not our own

It makes you realize how basically everything we do comes down to a) mating or b) competing for resources. It's just like Animal Planet, only we've got Cover Girl and Victoria's Secret instead of colored feathers and fancy markings, and the violence occurs at the Nordstrom's Half-Yearly Sale.

Respond to your inner instincts with enthusiasm.

<...> I've never believed there is any animal more dangerous than a human being. I never will. It's the intelligence. It's the mind that makes it so.

The soul is the ancestral animals. The body is their knowledge.

sublimation concept—in which the term refers to an actual deinstinctualization of drive rather than to a rechanneling of

Habits form a second nature.

We heed no instincts but our own.

Germania hitlerist? dresa ?i domina instinctele s?lbatice ale omului ?i punea în slujba ei toat? magia pe care o pot genera noaptea, t?cerea ?i fr??ia de sânge.

Ah those knock-out body fluids: blood, sperm, tears!