Quotes About Wounded

Beware the wounded lioness, for she is a natural hunter.

Fire burned in her heart, and her wounded soul spread out, casting a shadow like wings across her country.

Come, ye disconsolate, where'er you languish, Come at the shrine of God fervently kneel; Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish— Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.

Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.

In love's service, only the wounded soldier can serve.

children, we were taught to be afraid of tigers and lions. Nobody taught us what I know today—the most dangerous animal in this world is a man with wounded pride.

Scholars don't have blood flowing in their veins, said Hamlet. When they're wounded, they bleed logic, and when all of it is gone, their brains die, and they become ... soldiers.

number of emotionally wounded and crippled people is so vast, and the number of qualified professionals so small in comparison

Nothin wounded goes uphill, he said. It just dont happen.

He was wounded in an enemy country far from home and although his eyes took in the alien stones about yet the greater void beyond seemed to swallow up his soul.

Instead of her soul swaying with new life, it seemed to droop, to bleed, as if it were wounded.

APPREHENSION AND all hours long, the town   Roars like a beast in a cave That is wounded there And like to drown;   While days rush, wave after wave On its lair.

Agonies are one of my changes of garments, I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself become the wounded person, My hurts turn livid upon me as I lean on a cane and observe.

His usual pragmatic instincts fell prey to sentiments he had once tried to train himself to avoid, such as bitterness, wounded pride, emotionalism, and political fervor.

his avowal of follies and excess seemed uttered rather in the spirit of wounded pride, than in that of contrition.

Sometimes the most courageous thing a man can do is run back across the battlefield and rescue the wounded.

Spring... thaws the frozen fears, mends the wounded heart that Winter has broken.

On every side were stretched the bodies of men and animals apparently lifeless.

this Navy Corpsman, lying there with his scissors in one hand and a roll of bandages in the other. He must have been hit just as he was going to treat some wounded Marine.

The Harold Herald, alive with news of the war, even printed an extra edition the next day, and among the news of the front page, the girls discovered that Minister Fairweller had been wounded. Clover, so tenderhearted, cried. "Oh,he's probably all right," said Bramble. "It would take a lot to kill him. Like garlic and a stake through the heart." Clover still cried. That was Clover for you.

It had ended with a battle; Azalea raked the front page, and then the one's after, searching for any familiar names among the wounded. "Anyone we know?" said Bramble. "Anyone...at all?" "No," said Azalea, relief sweeping over her. "No." Everyone exhaled. "Not that we cared, naturally," said Bramble. "Naturally," said Delphinium. "I mean, I certainly don't." "Neither do I.

For us artists there waits the joyous compromise through art with all that wounded or defeated us in daily life; in this way, not to evade destiny, as the ordinary people try to do, but to fulfil it in its true potential --the imagination.

And since six o'clock there's been a wounded sniper in the tree by that orchard angle crying "Kamerad! Kamerad!" Just like a big crippled whippoorwhill. What price glory now?

And a refrigerator may hold a basket of strawberries, which would be important if a maniac said to you, "If you don't give me a basket of strawberries right now, I'm going to poke you with this large stick." But when the two elder Baudelaires and Quigley Quagmire opened the refrigerator, they found nothing that would help someone who was wounded, dying of thirst, or being threatened by a strawberry-crazed, stick-carrying maniac.