Quotes About Hunt

Seek and destroy, hunt and find We will kill all their kind They will beg and they will plead As we drink their blood with mead

No matter how much the inhabitants might try to hide it, there was a savagery about this island, a bloodlust and pride that bound every mother, father, and child in a clannish commitment to the hunt.

The existence of the Slemmington Hunt was

Due scugnizzi davano la caccia a un gatto zoppo, la cui morte avrebbe regalato alle loro magre esistenze un breve divertimento (223).

Like most of my predecessors, I have hunted the unicorn chiefly in libraries, realizing the delightful absurdity of the task quite as fully as any one could point it out to me.

I am the scent that he will follow always, hunting for God.

About foxhunting: The unspeakable chasing the uneatable.

A vampire may play with his food, but he never sets it free.

Your woman tells me you will hunt me down and eat my marrow while I live." "Did she?" Charles looked at her, and she saw the approval in his face. She doubted anyone else would have read anything at all. His voice was a caress, just for her. "Would you like that, love?

That the feeling I got from them through the pack bonds was eagerness for the hunt was a testimony that all werewolves are crazy.

What are we hunting?" Anna's voice had lost the tautness of stress. "A treasure," said Tom. "The exact nature of which is a surprise.

doing the smoker's comedy act: he hunted automatically for an ashtray, didn't find one, tipped his ashes into the palm of his hand,...

Stories are the wildest things of all, the monster rumbled. Stories chase and bite and hunt. That's what teachers always say, Conor said. No one believes them either.

Conor blinked. Then blinked again. "You're going to tell me stories?" Indeed, the monster said. "Well–" Conor looked around in disbelief. "How is that a nightmare?" Stories are the wildest things of all, the monster rumbled. Stories chase and bite and hunt.

Histórias são o que há de mais selvagem - disse o monstro com um estrondo. - Histórias perseguem, mordem e caçam.

Las historias son lo más salvaje de todo –tronó la voz del monstruo-. Las historias persiguen y muerden y cazan.

Las historias son lo más salvaje de todo [...]. Las historias persiguen y muerden y cazan.

and what they do that looks so beautiful, is hunt .

had forged her myself, out of brokenness, learning to love wildness instead of fearing it. To thrive on the exhilaration of the hunt, charging headlong into the world even—or especially—when it hurt to do it.

I had forged her myself, out of brokenness, learning to love wildness instead of fearing it. To thrive on the exhilaration of the hunt, charging headlong into the world even when it hurt to do it.

Sara caught sight of them stumbling toward the tent together, and hurried over. "Are you all right?" "No he's fucking not," Ozzie barked at her. "You might have told me." "It's a hunt. What did you expect?" Ozzie's anger spluttered out. She was right. What had I expected it to be like? Just another TSI spectacular?