Quotes About Fierce

Question: On a scale from one to ten how fierce are you?- David: You are just asking me this because I am gay... What the fuck does that mean? -David Levithan, at Teen Lit Con-

I want to know if you know how to melt into that fierce heat of living falling toward the center of your longing.

I'm aggressive.

I'm a real animal. I'm an animal.

Él es tan rabioso.

A longing for the extraordinary had grabbed ahold of her and was burning her up inside, so hot and fierce that her heart had gone stone cold toward everything and everybody standing in her way. That was Mama. Fire and ice.

The quoll is like the Australian version of the honey badger. It's a little mongrel that gets around and is pretty fierce and will take on a few things. You don't want to get that in your campsite.

In England, there are big games but nothing like the Clasico. Manchester United versus Liverpool is a really great match, probably the best over there. But Barcelona-Madrid is different to any other game in the world.

I suppose being fierce is a very good thing, and a very cool thing. But more than fierce, I think I'm a strong person and a strong individual. And that's what I take with me every day.

Tiny, but fierce!

The Sidhe are prancy, but fierce.

If there was a true moment that Tiger Lily fell so in love with Peter she could never turn back, it was that night, when he shivered and walked and told her he was warm, and told her he loved her so much. She was fierce, to be sure, but she had a girl's heart, after all. As she walked home that night, she was shaking from the largeness of it.

Kisses to my bad bi...es.

I'm a bad bi..., I'm a cunt. And I'll kick that hoe, punt.

I think that a fierce woman's better, a woman That breaks away when you have thought her won, For I'd be fed and hungry at one time.

As long as you're fierce and you have that inner confidence with yourself, you can get through anything.

The Bible's many fierce passages on sin appear in a new light once I understand God's desire to press me toward repentance, the doorway to grace.

Her body in firelight and candlelight was as beautiful as a wild animal.

Monica's eyes were fierce and fiery, but she didn't move, and after a second she turned and ran up the steps to the second floor, where her formally dressed friends were huddled like the cast of Survivor: Abercrombie & Fitch Island.

Beneath the water, I can know her. She was fierce, uncompromising. When she loved, she loved deeply, passionately. She loved the blue-eyed water god. She owned him. His heart. But then she felt betrayal, she hated, and she was feared. Hate gave her power.

His glare could melt a polar bear's testicles.

He glared at me. His glare could melt a polar bear's testicles.

This is what healing demands. Behavior that is hurtful, shameful, abusive, or demeaning must be brought into the fierce light of truth, and truth can be brutal.

Ute McGillivray looked like a Valkyrie on a starchy diet;