Quotes About Hunt

It matters, Eve, that you came from monsters. Matters, he continued, gripping her chin in his hand, because, coming from them, you chose to make yourself into a woman who hunts the monsters. Not for vengeance, as would surely have been my choice, but for justice. I built a house. You built a hero.

She's a dangerous woman when she knows her quarry.

Even on an image, Eve could see this was a man who hunted down what or who he wanted, bagged it, used it, and didn't bother with frivolities such as trophies. And yes, she thought, this was a man who could kill if and when it suited him. He would do so coolly, methodically, and without breaking a sweat.

With the buck before me suspended in immobility, there seems to be time for all things, time even to turn my gaze inward and see what it is that has robbed the hunt of its savour: the sense that this has become no longer a morning's hunting but an occasion on which either the proud ram bleeds to death on the ice or the old hunter misses his aim; that for the duration of this frozen moment the stars are locked in a configuration in which events are not themselves but stand for other things.

Her first cogent thought was that he was a predator. Her second…was that she wanted to be caught.

It is like employing a small tool on big constructions, if we use human wisdom in the hunt for knowledge of reality.

The hippopotamus's dayIs passed in sleep; at night he hunts;God works in a mysterious way—The Church can sleep and feed at once.

Generally speaking, Israeli intelligence did not hunt Nazi war criminals.

No man pursues what he has at hand. No man recognizes the need of pursuit until that which he desires has escaped him.

Man is the hardest animal to kill. If he gets away he will come back to kill you.

The man who hunts a deer does not gaze at the mountains.

Captain Clarke who had gone out yesterday with eighteen men to bring in the meat we had killed the day before, and to continue the hunt, came in at twelve o'clock.

The duck swallows the worm, the fox kills the duck, the men shoot the fox, and the devil hunts the men.

IT HAD BEEN with mixed feelings that Olivia Halifax-Lin had learned that Abdallah Jones had absconded from Mindanao and turned up in Xiamen. For Olivia had just devoted the better part of a year, and MI6 had spent half a million quid, on setting her up with a false Chinese identity so that she could work under deep cover within the borders of the Middle Kingdom. And she really hated Abdallah Jones a lot. But hunting Islamic bombers was not supposed to be her job

Each of us A cell of awareness Imperfect and incomplete Genetic blends With uncertain ends On a fortune hunt that's far too fleet

He had the impression of Shylah pouting, and that made him happy. Just talking to her made him happy. The fact that she would circle around, hunt and find the man watching from the forest, was a complete turn-on. He liked that this woman would be his partner.

Because you think you've changed your lifestyle. You haven't, you know. In a day or two there will be a killing in this city and you will be on the hunt without a backward glance, without a single thought for me, just as you did before." Gabriel smiled at her, his teeth very white. "I will have no choice but to hunt the vampire, but I will not only look back, I will come back.

I would not want you to think of anything while you hunt, especially not of me.I would hope that would be too distracting.

He heard the news long before her scent reached him. Brandt Talbot shrank into the heavy vegetation, his chest tight and his body taut with sudden anticipation. She was here at long last. In his domain. Within his grasp. It had been a long hunt to find her, nearly impossible, yet he managed it. He had deliberately lured her to his lair and she had come.

Creatures of the night were rising from their resting places and venturing forth to feed on their unsuspecting victims.

Ä°yi bir av bu, William Birader, ama geceleri dikkatli olun.' 'Niçin gündüzleri deÄŸil?' 'Çünkü burada gündüzleri bedenler yararl? otlarla iyileÅŸtirilir; geceleriyse kafalar zehirli otlarla hasta edilir.

There are in this world two creatures that quiver intensely: the mother who finds her lost child and the tiger that comes on its prey. Javert had that intense quivering.

Per impadronirsi di un cinghiale ci vuole scienza di cacciatore e forza di cani.

She had hunted animals. She had been hunted by animals. But the thought of humans hunting humans—it was difficult for her to understand, and it made her feel ill.