Quotes About Bestial

They were five enemies linked together by a mutual instinct of self-preservation. And all of them, suddenly, looked less like human beings. They were reverting to more bestial types.

Many fear that in disaster we become something other than we normally are—helpless or bestial and savage in the most common myths—or that is who we really are when the superstructure of society crumbles. We remain ourselves for the most part, but freed to act on, most often, not the worst but the best within. The ruts and routines of ordinary life hide more beauty than brutality.

Truly as the sun can rot or mend, love can make one bestial or make a beast a man.

To insult someone we call him 'bestial. For deliberate cruelty and nature, 'human' might be the greater insult.

Language is one of the thin walls humanity has built up over centuries against its own bestial and destructive impulses.

To insult someone we call him 'besti*l'. For deliberate cruelty and nature, 'human' might be the greater insult.

Yet I think the demon's target is not the possessed; it is us . . . the observers . . . every person in this house. And I think---I think the point is to make us despair; to reject our own humanity, Damien: to see ourselves as ultimately bestial; as ultimately vile and putrescent; without dignity; ugly; unworthy.

Dragon kind was no less cruel than mankind. The Dragon, at least, acted from bestial need rather than bestial greed." ~ A thought by Lessa ~

Truly as the sun can rot or mend, love can make one bestial or make a beast a man.

Dans les luttes animales, [il n'y a] aucun acharnement cruel, aucune férocité gratuite. En fait, l'homme seul est vraiment bestial, les animaux ne le sont jamais. La cruauté sadique est humaine.

In the Desert In the desert I saw a creature, naked, bestial, Who, squatting upon the ground, Held his heart in his hands, And ate of it. I said, "Is it good, friend?" "It is bitter—bitter," he answered; "But I like it "Because it is bitter, "And because it is my heart.

Les naturels sanguinaires à l'endroit des bestes, tesmoignent une propension naturelle à la cruauté.

His heart was vast, it was true. He was a thing of sentimentality and compassion, so contrary to his bestial appearance, his simian fire. But such creatures were vulnerable. Their hearts bled too freely, and the scars never knitted true.

To insult someone we call him 'bestial'. For deliberate cruelty and nature, 'human' might be the greater insult.

be a girl from the districts, or at least not Capitol. A second-class citizen. Human, but bestial. Smart, perhaps, but not evolved. Part of a shapeless mass of unfortunate, barbaric creatures that hovered on the periphery of his consciousness. Surely, if there had ever been an exception to the rule, it was Lucy Gray Baird.

They are so filthy and bestial that no honest man would admit one into his house for a water-closet doormat.

With the sole aim of liberating themselves from the servitude of religion, which alone could preserve them in society, and, lacking any other restraint, they turned their backs upon the true God of their fathers, Adam and Noah, and descended into a bestial liberty in which, dispersed throughout the great forest of the earth, they lost their language and weakened every social custom.

Vengeance is not reflective or flexible; it's implacable and blind. It has nothing to do with justice. Whoever believes that he is enforcing justice through vengeance is just lying to himself. It is about something much more primal, more bestial.

Some of it is ugly, obscene and bestial, some of it is pure and holy and spiritual: all of it is myself.

The night was a time for bestial affinities, for drawing closer to oneself.

The unspeakable rituals of the heathen, who might think nothing of sacrificing a horse and then making sport with its phallus, were echoed in grim tales of Christian women transforming themselves into equine form, and revelling in the bestial.

Art, like Nature, has her monsters, things of bestial shape and with hideous voices.

I still don't know where the evil comes from that makes men bestial to others like you have told . . . . Perhaps it is because you have so little evil in yourself. No, no, I do not think so. That is not what I meant at all. I do not believe that ordinary men have this evil. Perhaps it is like a fever that blows in the air, like cholera, like the plague; it blows in the air and settles on men -- or a town -- or a nation -- and everyone in it, or nearly everyone, falls a victim.

The work of bestial degradation, begun by the victorious Germans, had been carried to its conclusion by the Germans in defeat.