Quotes About Wild

The arrogance to insist on her own unhappiness, her own loneliness, had always been in her, but only now did it venture to emerge; it blossomed, ran wild, smothered her. She was unredeemable and nobody should have the effrontery to redeem her, to know the millennium in which the red-blossoming rods that had grown inseparably entangled would spring apart and leave the path open. Come, sleep, come, thousand years, that I may be awoken by another hand.

I hope SeaWorld is exploring how, like Ringling, it can get out of the wild animal business.

And now, a word on naughty monkeys.

His eyes are wild, psychotic slits that bat-dance in your soul looking for good things to crush or bad elements to identify with.

When the storm clouds in the west Are quickly gathering The ponies they run wild there Before it rains You'll see their sleek dark bodies Brightly gleaming You know the fire is flying through Their brains...

There are really only two kinds of children in the world: the ones who shy back from a wild frog, scrunch up their face, and stick their tongue out—and those who join in the chase!

Perhaps violence, like pornography, is some kind of an evolutionary standby system, a last-resort device for throwing a wild joker into the game?

Wild!" Ron said, twiddling the replay knob on the side. "I can make that old bloke down there pick his nose again... and again... and again...

People who say no to upgrades will end up in caravan parks and wild places.

Pleasure is wild and sweet. She likes purple flowers. She loves the sun and the wind and the night sky. She carries a silver bowl full of liquid moonlight. She has a cat named Midnight with stars on his paws. Many people mistrust Pleasure, and even more misunderstand her. For a long time I could barely stand to be in ...the same room with her...

Hoorah, all things lycanthropic.

To seek solitude like a wild animal. That is my only ambition.

Whenever American farmers leave their plows en masse and race threateningly after the regular politicians they are called wild jackasses, or worse. An agrarian tide is said to be rising, or a fire sweeping the prairies, or a farm rebellion in progress. Mixing of the burning and flowing and rebelling metaphors is hard to avoid...The hoofprints of the wild jackasses are on our democracy, and its configuration is the better for them.

As dreams are the healing songs from the wilderness of our unconscious - So wild animals, wild plants, wild landscapes are the healing dreams from the deep singing mind of the earth.

You look like you could be the love child of a grizzly bear and a navy destroyer.

While group collaboration can certainly be a source of collective intelligence, it can also get you to jump off a cliff or drive too fast. And that's probably why some form of continued connection to the adults and their adult perspectives still exists in traditional cultures, and even in our animal cousins. Without adults around, young adolescents can literally go wild.

George of the Jungle is a cartoon. He's a guy who swings around on a vine all day. Are you not buying that?

We're animals. We're violent. We're criminal.

The North Sea can be a pretty violent place.

He wondered what the point was of possessing a wild heart if it was ultimately harnessed by a timid soul. Others were capable of the adventure he yearned for

So what is wild? What is wilderness? What are dreams but an internal wilderness and what is desire but a wildness of the soul?

There are no fairy tales in the wild, no Cinderella stories. The lowly wolf that seems to rise to the top of the pack was really the alpha all along

Or in other words: There are no fairy tales in the wild, no Cinderella stories. The lowly wolf that seems to rise to the top of the pack was really an alpha all along.

In the wild, a female elephant would not separate from her male calf until he was ten to thirteen years old.