Quotes About Venom

Nor have you well taken heed of the words of Ovid, who says, 'Under the honeyed enticements of the flesh is hidden the venom that slays the soul.

John sees Jesus symbolically as the serpent lifted up on his cross, drawing the venom out of human life, restoring wholeness. It is a powerful image. John

It's a lie, it's a lie, I'm screaming inside. I think of paralyzing venoms and morphine dreams. You're only seeing what will keep you docile… But try telling him that. As Stefan sags further, a gap opens between them, and in the hostile interplay of firelight and shadow, I catch a glimpse of the network of gnashing maws at the chaotic center of Jaeger's being.

I believe in working together to solve the problems we've got. And we need to get rid of the venom in the political atmosphere in D.C. It's a poisonous atmosphere.

What she lacks in poetry she makes up for in venom

The Grasshopper mouse is carnivorous, immune to venom, eats scorpions, and howls like a wolf to claim its territory

It occurred to him that there were many forms of poison, the most insidious being the poison of words. [...] It was a poison with no easy antidote.

Such incidents usually move me to try to find relief in the building of a maxim. It is a good way, because if you have luck you can get the venom out of yourself and into the maxim; then comfort and a healed spirit follow. Maxims are not easy to make; they do not come in right shape at the first call; they are creatures of evolution, of development; you have to try several plans before you get one that suits you, or even comes fairly near to suiting you.

With his venom irresistible and bittersweet that loosener of limbs, Love reptile-like strikes me down

To mix the brew that wakes Death sleep Fill one spread hand with silver deep. In hungry pool moons raise their heads: Pluck one and add the tears it sheds. Stir slowly with new fighter's quill, Three times, no more, and let it still. Add venom from your greatest fear-- One drop--and then the truth is clear.

We are all victims of our lives. Some of us accept our circumstances better than others. Some rot from the inside out until every word they speak drips with sourness or venom. I suppose that

Every word was poison, like snake venom dripping into a pool, but it's helped me understand him.

I was not that man: I didn't hate and fear all women. I was a one-woman misogynist. If I despised only Amy, focused all my fury and rage and venom on the one woman who deserved it, that didn't make me my father. That made me sane.

Desi rarely says jackfuck or shitbag; he says swine, which sounds more poisonous on his lips.

You know, duality has always been a strong theme throughout 'Venom'-focused stories, whether it's in the comics or in movies, and that's something I think that Tom Hardy's played with in a lot of his work.

Beware; for I am fearless, and therefore powerful. I will watch with the wiliness of a snake, that I may sting with its venom. Man, you shall repent of the injuries you inflict.

Who's the girl?" Alice demanded as we walked toward the bridge. "That's just Mr. Gilbert's daughter. She's really shy." "Never seen a shy girl with hair that color," Alice said, and edge of venom in her voice.

Discrimination must always be drawn out, like venom from the wound.

I don't use a pen. I write with a goose quill dipped in venom.

Her laughter was like sweet deadly venom.

Wallace seemed to draw strength from the restiveness in the air. "He has a bugle voice of venom," a commentator from the New Republic wrote, "and a gut knowledge of the prejudices of his audience." A Newsweek correspondent covering the Wallace rallies, noting "the heat, the rebel yells, the flags waving," and the legions of "psychologically threadbare" supporters, declared that Wallace "speaks to the unease everyone senses in America.

The professional blows critics off. He doesn't even hear them. Critics, he reminds himself, are the unwitting mouthpieces of Resistance and as such can be truly cunning and pernicious. They can articulate in their reviews the same toxic venom that Resistance itself concocts inside our heads. That is their real evil.

Critics, he reminds himself, are the unwitting mouthpieces of Resistance and as such can be truly cunning and pernicious. They can articulate in their reviews the same toxic venom that Resistance itself concocts inside our heads. That is their real evil. Not that we believe them, but that we believe the Resistance in our own minds, for which critics serve as unconscious spokespersons.

Myron wasn't sure if the question was rhetorical or not. The corridor had the stale stench of spilled beer and academic worry. There was a bulletin board overloaded with flyers, meetings for all kinds of groups and clubs, everything from badminton to belly dancing, from feminist thought to flute choir. There were clubs with names Myron didn't understand, like Orchesis or Gayaa or Taal, and what was the Venom Step Team? "For