Quotes About Jungle

The 'Lost' style book is really quite set. We do things like, we walk through the jungle, and we stop and turn and talk to each other. We never talk and walk. We always stop to talk.

I remember seeing my first Disney film when I was 13 or 14. It was 'Jungle Book,' and I remember really falling in love with it.

I grew up as this rather lonely European kid living in the east Malaysian jungle.

I'm very excited to be able to take the Jungle Kitty experience to different places and travel with it and meet all the different jungle kitties out there.

Unpredictable as a hungry lion, he might be feared by everyone else, but he never ripped out my throat, only licked me, and, if his tongue was a little rough sometimes, it was worth it to walk beside the king of the jungle.

Being touched by Jericho Barrons with kindness makes you feel like you the biggest, most savage lion in the jungle, lying down, placing your head it its mouth and, rather than taking your life, it licks you and purrs.

His beast was savage, primitive, its law utterly self-serving, an endless roar inside that said: I'M KING OF THIS MOTHERFUCKING JUNGLE. EVERYTHING IS MINE. I WANT IT ALL, ALL THE TIME. His beast was ancient, ruthless, voracious, craved everything sensual and immediately gratifying, and it had absolutely no—

The country is like a great sponge—it finally absorbs you. Eventually you will get malaria or you will get dysentery and whatever you do, if you don't keep doing it, the jungle will grow over you. Black or white, you've got to fight it every minute of the day.

In Victorian times, one of the more serious reasons for opposing Darwin was the fear that his theories would lead to the law of the jungle, the abandonment of ethical constraints in society.

There's this sloth in the jungle walking from one tree to another, and it's mugged by a gang of snails, and when the police ask the sloth if it could identify any of its attackers, it says, 'I don't know; it all happened so quickly...

One time I was dying in a cage inside a palace that was flying over a magic jungle. And some idiot went in there, chased the palace down, fought his way through hundreds of rakshasas, and rescued me. I remember, he said. That's when I realized you loved me, I said. I was in the cage and I heard you roar.

New York is a very tricky city. I find it very noisy. It's a jungle, and it's very stressful at times, but I'm ready for it.

The jungle is my least favourite environment. It's always damp, and everything tries to bite you, whether it's flora or fauna. But I think it's important to face your fears and not just go for the comfortable option.

I've made a couple of movies in the jungle, and I don't want to go back to the jungle.

Deep in the heart of the hot, wet African rainforest, there lives a tribe of peacemakers who share a multiplicity of pleasures and make a very special kind of love. South of the sprawling Congo River, in the midst of war-ravaged territory, some 2,000 miles from the arid Ethiopian desert where the oldest human fossils have been found, lies this lush and steamy jungle paradise, the only natural habitat of the bonobo.

A city is a crazy concrete jungle whose people at the end of each day somehow make a small step ahead against terrible odds.

Play a jungle record from 1993 to someone in 1989 and it would have sounded like something so new that it would have challenged them to rethink what music was, or could be.

Brian! Brian! Michele screamed into the dark jungle of green behind her. Holding her stomach with one hand, Jo Dee propped herself up to see what Michele was hollering about. Brian streaked out of the woods, the oar raised menacingly over his head. He looked like a pirate was chasing him. Snake? he asked. No, yuck! Michele said. Look! Look . . . the clues make up a map! Treasure? asked Brian hopefully.

I was a creative player, but I got some bad injuries early on and I decided that if this was a jungle we were playing in then it's better to be a lion than a lamb.

I have a place in Costa Rica that is in the middle of the jungle. There's no Internet. There's no TV. Do I work there? Hell no.

It was quiet in the jungle, the kind of quiet that rings in your ears.

Shade hoped this would be the last night he spent in the jungle. He hunted distractedly, paying more attention to the sky around him than to the insects he was trying to catch. With Chinook and Caliban—who had insisted on accompanying them—he stuck close to Statue Haven, warily snapping up any bugs that looked like they wouldn't snap back. Anything too big, with too many antennae, or weird markings, or strange odors, he stayed away from.

The jungle which is presided over by Kudu, the sun, is a very different jungle from that of Goro, the moon. The diurnal jungle has its own aspect--its own lights and shades, its own birds, its own blooms, its own beasts ... The lights and shades of the nocturnal jungle are as different as one might imagine the lights and shades of another world to differ from those of our world.

La jungla evaporaba todo lo azul, que se escurría como niebla por los volcanes del cielo. El gran anillo negro del horizonte empezaba a dorarse poco a poco, aparecían unas transparencias prematuras, otras que se demoraban arrastrando visiones, otras más, como lupas rosa. Los niños, los únicos que madrugaban tanto como él, ya se estaban zambullendo en las cascadas. Al fin se producía el amanecer, como una red para atrapar monos.