Quotes About Wild

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.

Las historias son lo más salvaje de todo [...]. Las historias persiguen y muerden y cazan.

Histórias são criaturas selvagens', continuou o monstro. 'Quando você as liberta, como saber a devastação que elas podem causar?

Las historias eran criaturas salvajes, muy salvajes, y salían disparadas en la dirección que menos esperabas.

Las historias son lo mas salvaje de todo

Las historias son criaturas salvajes -dijo que monstruo-. Cuando las sueltas, ¿quién sabe los desastres que pueden causar?

Las historias son criaturas salvajes -dijo el monstruo-. Cuando las sueltas, ¿quién sabe los desastres que pueden causar?

Le storie sono creature selvagge e indomite, continuò il mostro. Quando le liberi, chi può sapere quali sconvolgimenti potranno compiere?

Denna is a wild thing," I explained. "Like a hind or a summer storm. If a storm blows down your house, or breaks a tree, you don't say the storm was mean. It was cruel. It acted according to its nature and something unfortunately was hurt. The same is true of Denna.

In some ways. it began when I heard her singing. Her voice twinning, mixing with my own. Her voice was like a portrait of her soul; wild as a fire, sharp as shattered glass, sweet and clean as clover

The night is perfect in a wild way, almost terrifyingly beautiful.

The wild women in his lap,' my father enthused, 'laying their breasts on his head.' There was a moment of stunned silence. Then my mother spoke slowly, with an edge to her voice. 'I think you mean "wild beasts laying their heads in his lap".' 'Do I?

AS WITH ALL TRULY wild things, care is necessary in approaching them. Stealth is useless. Wild things recognize stealth for what it is, a lie and a trap. While wild things might play games of stealth, and in doing so may even occasionally fall prey to stealth, they are never truly caught by it.

In some ways it began when I heard her singing her voice twinning with my own Her Voice was like a portrait of her soul Wild as a fire, sharp as a shattered glass Sweet and clean as clover

His wild grey hair and habitually rumpled clothes made him look vaguely bewildered, as if he'd just woken up and couldn't quite remember where he was.

Her voice was like a portrait of her soul: wild as a fire, sharp as shattered glass, sweet and clean as clover.

Denna es una criatura salvaje—expliqué—. Como una cierva o una tormenta de verano. Si una tormenta derribara tu casa, o derribara un árbol, no dirías que la tormenta era mala. Era cruel. Actuó conforme a su naturaleza y, desgraciadamente, produjo daños. Con Denna pasa lo mismo.»

If it still shocks me to report what happened, that is because the real is always ahead of what we can imagine. No matter how wild we think our inventions might be, they can never match the unpredictability of what the real world continually spews forth. This lesson seems inescapable to me now. Anything can happen. And one way or another, it always does.

We're gonna make it all the way to the light, but I know i'll go crazy if I don't go crazy tonight

the untrained mind can verge on insanity because it cannot regulate its own passions and wild emotions; and for this reason there are so many terrible cruelties and injustices throughout the world. However

People always had one kind of animal or another inside them.

These hands hold nothing. They love most what is wild. They invite no pity

Some women run with wolves, but the majority would be much happier with your basic lap dog.

Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere;Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh, hear!