Quotes About Wild

As she walked along she dramatized the night. There was about it a wild, lawless charm that appealed to a certain wild, lawless strain hidden deep in Emily's nature—the strain of the gypsy and the poet, the genius and the fool.

be expectant, do not be dull, but bring the lost fullness of your intelligence to this endeavor as you come quietly into the presence of wild things. -- Haupt quoting Darwin

The rooted pathways offered here are not meant as a definitive list but as waymarkers and fortification for all of us seeking our unique, bewildering, awkward way through the essential question of how to live on our broken, imperiled, beloved earth. It is the question Thoreau asked. The one that Mary Oliver, who passed just before I wrote these words, has perhaps framed most beautifully: Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?

Kindness is both wild and wise.

Wild nights are my glory

One, two, three, Im gon be crazy and free.

Death is only a launching into the region of the strange Untried; it is but the first salutation to the possibilities of the immense Remote, the Wild, the Watery, the Unshored.

I don't have to be logical. I'm a leopard. We're considered wild animals, you know. (Spoken by Megan.)

Every gesture was one of disorder and violence, as if a lioness had come into the room.

The more hunger, the greater the desires, like those of men in prison, wild and haunting. So we had here a perfect world in which to grow the flower of eroticism. Of course, if you get too hungry, too continuously, you become a bum, a tramp.

Though the passivity of woman's role weighs on me, suffocates me. Rather than wait for his pleasure, I would like to take it, to run wild. Is it that which pushes me into lesbianism? [...] Do women act thus?

And suddenly I was seized with a desire, a craving, something more furious and more imperious than I had ever felt before—to live! I want to live! I will live. I clenched my teeth, my hands, concentrated my whole being in this wild, grief-stricken endeavour towards existence.

I've been very near death. And you can't imagine the wild elation of those moments- it's the sudden glimpse of the absurdity of life that brings it- when one meets death face to face. The Royal Way (1935)

ABATURE  (A'BATURE)   n.s.[a hunting term.] Those sprigs of grass which are thrown down by a stag in his passing by.Dict.

ANTLER  (A'NTLER)   n.s.[andouillier, Fr.]Properly the first branches of a stag's horns; but, popularly and generally, any of his branches.

ANTICK  (A'NTICK)   adj.[probably from antiquus, ancient, as things out of use appear old.]Odd; ridiculously wild; buffoon in gesticulation. What! dares

A great poet must have the ear of a wild Arab listening in the silent desert, the eye of a North American Indian tracing the footsteps of an enemy upon the leaves that strew the forest, the touch of a blind man feeling the face of a darling child.

In other words, when either the kid or the puppy is getting wild, you need to remain calm. Yelling at either puppy or child will upset the balancing act between them even more.

The wild desires no longer win us, The deeds of passion cease to chain; The love of Man revives within us, The love of God revives again.

Then there's no point in our being logical, is there?" said Jonathan... "What do you mean?" said Lewis and Mrs. Zimmerman at the same time. "I mean," he said patiently, "that we're no good at that sort of game. Our game is wild swoops, sudden inexplicable discoveries, cloudy thinking. Knights' jumps instead of files of rooks plowing across the board. So we'd better play our way if we expect to win.

and she had started to relax - but she was relaxing into something terrible, and she was going about the world in a state of complete indifference to whatever might come, a wild girl with dream patterns and faint, dark animals etched on her skin, a creature who had passed beyond fear and was, therefore, beyond saving.

The event when it came was grand and wild and lasted days, with no priest to read Latin, but a brehon binding the pair in the first degree of the ten degrees of marriage that could be applied.

Her eyes were deep and feral, and she had a single eyebrow—that is, it extended without a break across her nose, unplucked and thick.

I am as free as Nature first made man,Ere the base laws of servitude began,When wild in woods the noble savage ran.