Quotes About Wild

As if Riley and Amelia were lions, and we were a menage a trois of lively, prancing deer.

How fair, to sinless Adam, Eden smiled! But sin brought tears, and Eden was wild!

Sweet son," I said "you are right, this world is a wild and terrible place, and worth shouting at. But you are safe now, and all of us need to sleep. Will you let us have a little peace?

island was full of them. What I really wanted was a wild strawberry, to slip sweetly down my irritable throat, and so I told that brown hull. It changed so fast my thumb sank into its soft, red body.

Give him to me, I said. I held him up before me and looked into his screaming face. 'Sweet son,' I said, 'you are right, this world is a wild and terrible place, and worth shouting at. But you are safe now, and all of us need to sleep. Will you let us have a little peace?' And he calmed.

John Eldredge

It then occurred to me that after God made all this, he pronounced it good, for heaven's sake. It's his way of letting us know he rather prefers adventure, danger, risk, the element of surprise. This whole creation is unapologetically wild. God loves it that way.

I never tell lies, but I am a savage.

We shall never fully understand nature (or ourselves), and certainly never respect it, until we dissociate the wild from the notion of usability - however innocent and harmless the use. For it is the general uselessness of so much of nature that lies at the root of our ancient hostility and indifference to it.

And the sky all wild, all free, all wind and air and space and stars.

Ordinary experience, from waking second to second, is in fact highly synthetic (in the sense of combinative or constructive), and made of a complexity of strands, past memories and present perceptions, times and places, private and public history, hopelessly beyond science's powers to analyse. It is quintessentially 'wild' ... unphilosophical, irrational uncontrollable, incalculable.

Love is no hot-house flower, but a wild plant, born of a wet night, born of an hour of sunshine; sprung from wild seed, blown along the road by a wild wind. A wild plant that, when it blooms by chance within the hedge of our gardens, we call a flower; and when it blooms outside we call a weed; but, flower or weed, whose scent and color are always, wild!

ARE THEY ESPECIALLY WILD?

Like the rooftop dogs, they were lost souls—they were running wild, or they drifted around town like ghosts.

They were running away from the war in Vietnam, or from what their country had become, Edward Bonshaw said. The Iowan reached out to them—he tried to help them—but most of the hippie boys weren't religious types. Like the rooftop dogs, they were lost souls—they were running wild, or they drifted around town like ghosts.

Alas! when passion is both meek and wild!

For now, free at last from all threat of government reaction or retribution, the market sailed off into the wild blue yonder. Especially after June 1 all hesitation disappeared. Never before or since have so many become so wondrously, so effortlessly, and so quickly rich.

We were careless and wild, and I suppose we could be thought of as a sign of the life the war was being fought to preserve. Anyway, they were more indulgent toward us than at any other time; they snapped at the heels of the seniors, driving and molding and arming them for the war. They noticed our games tolerantly. We reminded them of what peace was like, of lives which were not bound up with destruction.

We were careless and wild, and I suppose we could be thought of as a sign of the life the war was being fought to preserve.

Tame birds sing of freedom. Wild birds fly.

In the pursuit of acquiring Treasures, we lose the ONE treasure that we truly possess Life. Let us not lose Life in the wild pursuit of other things.

I was too wild to feel any shame. It was true. I would not just uproot the world, but tear it, burn it, do any evil I could to keep Glaucos by my side.

Podía transformar a un pez en pájaro, pelear con mi leona y luego echarme sobre su vientre con la melena suelta. Quería esuchar sus gritos y resuellos. ¡Me ha mirado! ¡Me voy a convertir en rana!

I think we're all a little afraid of the dark. If you lived in the country, as I did, there's nothing quite like country dark, which was really black. And as a child, your imagination runs wild.