Quotes About Wild

The mirror showed a face with wild eyes and skinned-back lips, the face of a fox gone mad.

They bared their teeth-the same muscles, the same sinews, the same teeth-in the same wild grin. The same-shaped arms swing over the same strong rib cages. The same long feet moved over the grass. And now they laughed like children. But they fought like dogs in the pit. They fought against fate.

The warm breath, the smell of tansy and lavender, the words triggered a surge of something wild she couldn't name

Begu looked a bit like a goat: a long, thin face with teeth grown every which way and wide-spaced eyes. Her hair was brown-blond, like a goat's, and always coming undone. She had a fondness for farm animals, as Hild liked creatures of the wild.

All she heard was a blackbird, far away, and the burble of the spring. She wondered where the water came from. She wondered this in British, the language of wild and secret places.

Ozzy Osbourne and Motley Crue in New Orleans on Mardi Gras = bad idea!

A night journey on a bus was one of the few times when everything ambitious, wild, overconceived, hopeless, garish, and suffocatingly technical in American life nonetheless came together long enough to give the citizens a little peace, for it was only when they were on the move that Americans could feel anchored in their memories.

Of all kinds of ambition, that which pursues poetical fame is the wildest

He was wild the way a mistreated dog becomes wild, not because it loves freedom, but because it has lost trust.

I have never derived the least joy out of amusements. Perhaps that is a sign of the impotence of pleasure. I ran riot and threw myself into wild diversions out of the simple desire to escape from my own shadow.

I see in the face of the human being raging at me a wild animal in its true colors, one more horrible than any lion, crocodile or dragon.

These bachelor dinners get kind of wild sometimes. Everybody gets loaded. The whole philosophy is that it's the poor groom's last night before he goes into the electric chair. So it gets kind of wild.

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Forget you are a man. Loose the animal you hide inside.

I thought it was a really good story,' Cindy said. She was trying to make me feel better, I think. 'I liked the way it ended. When I was halfway through, I was thinking that maybe some handsome prince was going to show up and save the princess.' 'She didn't need a handsome prince,' I said. 'Those wild girls did just fine on their own.

I go fishing in my mind. I put out bait, the bait of my own longing, my desire, and my hunger for connection, for a tug of something alive at the end of a line. Something that I may have to struggle with to pull in, but that will be wild and important to me, whether I keep it or let it go.

Writing is an animal that lives in the soul. It must not be whipped into doing tricks. It is not a circus animal. It can be fierce, but it is not malevolent. It can be playful, but it is not without wisdom. Above all, it is wild. A wild animal has to sleep sometimes. This is a time of deep sleep for my writing.

Where does a werewolf sleep? Anywhere he wants to.

Stories are the wildest things of all, the monster rumbled. Stories chase and bite and hunt. That's what teachers always say, Conor said. No one believes them either.

Hijo –dijo su padre inclinándose hacia delante-. Las historias no tienen siempre un final feliz. Eso lo desconcertó. Porque era verdad, no siempre acababan bien. El monstruo se lo había enseñado. Las historias eran criaturas salvajes, muy salvajes, y salían disparadas en la dirección que menos esperabas.

Histórias são o que há de mais selvagem - disse o monstro com um estrondo. - Histórias perseguem, mordem e caçam.

Las historias son lo más salvaje de todo –tronó la voz del monstruo-. Las historias persiguen y muerden y cazan.

I am this wild earth, come for you.

Le storie sono fra tutte le cose le più selvagge. Le storie inseguono, predano e mordono.