Quotes About Cage

Open this fucking cage, you glowing bluidy freak!" Gods, he was fierce.

When a captive lion steps out of his cage, he comes into a wider world than the lion who has known only the wilds. While he was in captivity, there were only two worlds for him - the world of the cage, and the world outside the cage. Now he is free. He roars. He attacks people. He eats them. Yet he is not satisfied, for there is no third world that is neither the world of the cage nor the world outside the cage.

Sometimes my life here felt like a cage where I could never escape the pain. At other times it felt like the only firm ground on earth

Chimp-baby was a basic ginger tom (heh heh heh), and he'd seemed to have a very grounded, bombproof constitution while crawling in the adoption cage with his siblings.

I always take everything serious when it comes to my career and my life, but this decision to go back to the cage is a big decision for me.

I have a talent for coming up with an analogy about martial arts training for everything. It's because training to improve your martial arts skills and training to step into a cage and fight another person teaches you a lot about... everything.

An Aielman in a cage," she said promptly. "A Tuatha'an with a sword. A falcon and a hawk, perching on your shoulders. Both female, I think. And all the rest, of course. What is always there. Darkness swirling 'round you, and

That I am your heart's secret fills me with song. I wish I could sing of you here in my cage. You are my heart's hidden poem. I reread you, memorize you every moment we're apart.

That was what happened to laughter when you caged it. It became unbearably sad. It was worse than crying.

Science fiction is a way that I can go into the abstract, go into the imagination, and audiences are still willing to go along for the ride.

A look-out?" asked Captain Beynon. "How do you work that, Flight Commander?" "We lower a cage, Captain," said Stewart. "The man in the cage has a voicepipe. As soon as he sees anything that he can identify he whistles up, and informs the Navigator. But here comes the watch now.

It's the rules!" he snapped. "They cage the animals at night! It's the rules.

Ever let your parakeet out of its cage? My parakeet will fly across the room, right into the mirror. . . . He will hit that mirror: Bang! He's so stupid. Even if he thought the mirror was another room, you'd think he'd try to avoid hitting the other parakeet.

The Front is a cage in which we must await fearfully whatever may happen. We lie under the network of arching shells and live in a suspense of uncertainty.

He was not used to the smell of dragon breath, which is best described as a combination of the stench of burning rubber and the stink of old socks, with overtones of a hamster cage in dire need of a cleaning.

He was so restless and he had so much energy, but it was destructive. Like it wasn't the sort of energy that got walls painted or the house cleaned. He just prowled like a lion in a cage.

We are domesticated animals, revolving in a cage which we have built for ourselves - with its contentions, wranglings, its impossible political leaders, its gurus who exploit our self-conceit and their own with great refinement or rather crudely.

A great white jumped into my cage when I was diving in South Africa. Half its body was in the cage, and it was snapping at me.

The Obamas, especially Michelle, have radiated the sense that Americans do not appreciate what they sacrifice by living in a gilded cage. They've forgotten Rule No. 1 of politics: No one sheds tears for anyone lucky enough to live at the White House.

I've got nothing but respect for the guys I compete against, but in the cage it's a different story.

For sure I think the traditional martial arts is a good background to have and definitely allows me to do a lot different things inside the cage. My wrestling background definitely helps me out a lot, but I don't think either one led directly to MMA.

I'm not fighting for the right to do whatever we want without any restriction. We need to be careful of the fact that we also make games for kids and teenagers.

The truth is, that what is called religion is necessarily inconsistent with free thought. A believer is a bird in a cage, a Freethinker is an eagle parting the clouds with tireless wing.

He had been always escaping, always rebelling, always fighting against authority, and always being flogged. There had been a whole lifetime of torment such as this; forty-two years of it; and there he stood, speaking softly, arguing his case well, and pleading while the tears ran down his face for some kindness, for some mercy in his old age. 'I have tried to escape; always to escape,' he said, 'as a bird does out of a cage. Is that unnatural; is that a great crime?