Quotes About Poison

Thank you for your bounty, Oleander, Prince of Poisons, I think. Thank you for all that Mr. Pratt has already received, and all that my father is receiving still, as the poison twists like bramble in his gut, burns within his brain, presses like a boulder upon his heart.

There's the gratitude of sons-in-law for you. You poison a king so that they may take his place, and then they do exactly as they please without consideration for anyone!

Will there be poppy juice in it?" Phresine shook her head. "Good. My wife and I agreed that only my wine was to be poisoned.

Not all the snakes are poisonous and not all the poisons are deadly! Keep this in mind when bitten.

He observed poetically that a mother goldfinch, seeing her children caged, feeds them a bit of a poisonous plant,noting, "Better death than to be without freedom.

Resentment is like swallowing a poison and waiting for the other person to die.

Not with your carbon, though, unless you like skin burns, convulsions, and liver damage.)

He reprimanded the housekeeping staff for picking up his shirt from the floor: "If my shirt is on the floor, it's because I want it on the floor." Then he imposed a set of new rules: nobody touch anything, especially not his toothbrush. (He had a longtime fear of being poisoned, one reason why he liked to eat at McDonald's—nobody knew he was coming and the food was safely premade.)

Malice sucks up the greater part of her own venom, and poisons herself.

When you were a little kid, remember how hard it was to get a cookie? Way in the back, unless your mom was really mean: Then they'd be on top of the refrigerator. Nowhere, any place on a package of Oreos does it say, "Keep out of reach of small children." Where was the Liquid Drano? Under the sink, right next to the rest of the poisons.

Holding anger is a poison...It eats you from inside...We think that by hating someone we hurt them...But hatred is a curved blade...and the harm we do to others...we also do to ourselves.

Dependency is death to initiative, to risk-taking and opportunity. It's time to stop the spread of government dependency and fight it like the poison it is.

These are our strength, who strike against history. These whose corrupt cells owe their new styles of weakness to our diseases; these carrying light for safety on their foreheads descended deeper for richer faults of ore, drilling their death. These touching radium and the luminous poison, carried their death on their lips and with their warning glow in their graves.

It's all true." Venom's hair lifted up in the wind coming through his open window, his profile so astonishingly perfect that her breath caught for a second. "I'm deadlier than the deadliest snake in the world, with the ability to impact strong immortals. But you're not too far behind." "Try being used as a chew toy by an insane archangel," Holly said with a grim smile. "It does wonders for your poison, I hear.

Because somewhere along the way, a poison had infiltrated their relationship. Quiet and stealthy, it had eaten into the fabric of emotion that bound them until that fabric was threadbare … and her wolf had withdrawn totally from the relationship.

Leaves of three, leave them be!

Putting out crackers and cheese is reasonable when visitors show up with wine, but not when they arrive with cyanide.

Abiding happiness is not simply a possibility, but a duty all may live above the troubles of life worry is a poison and happiness is a medicine.

Poison had made the world so beautiful.

That Christianity cures social diseases, as some say, or that, on the contrary, it poisons the society that adopts it, as others assert, are theses that interest the sociologist but are of no interest for a Christian. A convert to Christianity has converted because he believes it is true.

The English love of tea as solution to life's ills does make us easy to poison.

Despair was strength. Despair was the scab and the scar. The walled city in a time of plague. A closed fortification. A sure thing, because it was always safer, less painful to stop trying than it was to repeatedly try and fail. Failure-disappointment-was a poison in my blood. Despair was the antidote.

That's what Humans are, too, don't forget. People who poison each other, then disclaim all responsibility.

Healer that she was, creator of medicines and poisons, binder of broken bones, comforter, could she take the remnants here and build them into a man again? Doro looked at people, healthy or ill, and wondered what kind of young they could produce. Anyanwu looked at the sick—especially those with problems she had not seen before—and wondered whether she could defeat their disease.