Quotes About Predator

I'm a snake. My skin is cold. I have no heart. I slither…looking for prey with the tip of my tongue. I swallow the people I care about whole. That's the kind of creature I am. Don't you remember?

The saying "survival of the fittest" is a smoke screen. It's to give the weak the illusion that they too can be predators if they try hard enough. You're not eaten because you're weak. You're eaten because there are fewer of you. Those that become predators are always…numerous…incompetent…and the loudest. You and everybody else realize that, but pretend not to see it.

The three wolves didn't know that the sheep herd had three dogs in it. Big ones.

Mosquitoes remind us that we are not as high up on the food chain as we think.

Si algo tienen en común los psicópatas es una habilidad consumada para hacerse pasar por gente normal y corriente, mientras detrás de la fachada, de ese disfraz brutal y brillante, late el corazón refrigerado de un predador implacable y glacial.

Eliminate one species, and another increases in number to take its place

People have told me that a wolf looks right through you. But you know what I realize? That's because a wolf isn't interested in you. It's always hard for humans to accept that we're not the most important thing anyone's ever seen.

Evolutionary biologists have identified a rule they call the life/dinner principle. A predator puts less effort into the chase than its prey: if the hunter fails it loses only its dinner, if the hunted fails it loses its life.

So the wolfling is leaving his den to play among the lions," he said in a voice of quiet satisfaction.

Under the sea, the fish eat us. I know, I know, oh, oh, oh.

A real wolf would finish a wounded animal.

There is sitting and there is sitting. (...) Each one waits for the other to move, but the lion is poised, his tail twitching, while the fawn is frozen by fear, bowels turned to belly. No matter which way he bounds, the lion will have him, and he knows it.

Laws, like the spider's web, catch the fly and let the hawk go free.

It is not good to wake a sleeping lion.

As a matter of biology, if something bites you it is probably female.

When a man wants to murder a tiger he calls it sport: wlien the tiger wants to murder him he calls it ferocity.

In their eyes, Eve saw the wolf gleam. The story was the prey, ratings the trophy.

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.

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

With his chin dropped to his chest, he was staring at her from under his brows, his pale yellow eyes glowing as they locked on her and her alone. Her first cogent thought was that he was a predator. Her second… was that she wanted to be caught.

La bestia era hermosa, pensó. Hermosa como lo es una cobra, cuya posible fealdad queda eclipsada por sus movimientos airosos y veloces, por una admirable inteligencia predadora.

He was a killer, a thing that preyed, living on the things that lived, unaided, alone, by virtue of his own strength and prowess, surviving triumphantly in a hostile environment where only the strong survived. Because of all this he became possessed of a great pride in himself, which communicated itself like a contagion to his physical being.

The mouse is wise, but the cat is wiser.

To succeed as a predator, simple math explains that it is vital that the consumers do not outnumber the consumees. The older and larger the consumer, the greater the investment of energy, pound for pound. It takes a lot of seeds and grass to make enough mice and rabbits to make a wolf; a lot of little plants to make sufficient numbers of small fish to make a shark. As it turns out, it takes a lot of everything to power human societies.