Quotes About Wildlife

When a man wantonly destroys one of the works of man we call him Vandal. When he wantonly destroys one of the works of God we call him Sportsman.

When was the last time anyone in these parts had been attacked by a bear or a mountain lion? It was possible, but not probable, right? Maybe it was something harmless. A deer or a stray cow. Or a really big rabbit.

I first suspected something was amiss when I exited the coffee shop on Greenup Street and was knocked down by a herd of bison.

Although the release was heartbreaking for the Adamsons, they were mindful that she had been born free.

In 1960, Joy wrote of her experiences raising Elsa in the bestselling book Born Free which was adapted into an Academy award-winning film. In 1980 Joy was tragically murdered on her reserve, but her conservation work continues through the Elsemere Trust.

Sólo hay algo en la naturaleza remotamente parecido a esa mirada, y son los ojos de los tiburones blancos. Miran sin ver, de una forma única y aterradora.

Lions and tigers, and bears, oh my! - Dorothy in Wizard of Oz (1939)

Robbie pointed with his sneaker. "Looks like a Bengal tiger." "Tiger?" we all shouted.

I cannot concur with those who advocate saving gorillas from extinction by killing and capturing more free-living individuals only to exhibit them in confinement.

Yet otters have not been hunters in water long enough for the habit to become an instinct.

Feather-footed through the plashy fen passes the questing vole.

Originally tasked with finding out why wolves were slaughtering caribou, Mowat instead discovered that wolves are family-oriented creatures with complex behaviors, not the bloodthirsty beasts they were thought to be. Never Cry Wolf is credited with changing the public perception of wolves and challenging the hunter and government

sómente direi que em duas noites que aqui estivemos surtos, nos não davamos por seguros dos lagartos, baldas, peixes e serpentes que de dia tinhamos visto, porque erão tantos os uivos, os assopros c os roncos, e na praia os rinchos dos cavaltos marinhos, que eu me não atrevo a podêl-o declarar com palavras.

Humans living and dead might suddenly turn on you, but wild things just lived on in their brute, wild way, caring nothing for you. When they died, they left no ghosts.

In LA we get coyotes in our garbage cans. Coyotes are just like my relatives. They go out in pairs, they whine at night, and they go anywhere there's food.

I love having my birthday at Australia Zoo.

The ancient owls' nest must have burned. Hastily, all alone, a glistening armadillo left the scene, rose-flecked, head down, tail down

The animal is the city where I live. In the black fur the ground breathes.

The lady at the bank asked, "What do you want on your checks: wildlife, scenery?" I said, "I want a picture of a big, thick-necked guy on my checks. What's that? A bouncer, that's what my checks are going to be."

Vous sentez la forêt, avec un ruisseau et des petits lapins.

Leave nothing but footprints, take nothing but pictures, kill nothing but time.

There is language going on out there- the language of the wild. Roars, snorts, trumpets, squeals, whoops, and chirps all have meaning derived over eons of expression... We have yet to become fluent in the language -and music- of the wild.

A charging black rhinoceros is nothing to mess with. When it is headed straight toward you, it is the ultimate exercise in sphincter control. In my case, it was a strange bit of weather that caused one to charge me.

Maybe the ugly clothes had a more functional origin. Maybe in the old days, when animals roamed free, golfers dressed this way to ward off dangerous wildlife.