Best 157 quotes in «wolves quotes» category

There seemed a strange stillness over everything; but as I listened I heard as if from down below in the valley the howling of many wolves. The Count's eyes gleamed, and he said:- 'Listen to them- the children of the night. What music they make!' Seeing, I suppose, some expression in my face strange to him, he added:- 'Ah, sir, you dwellers in the city cannot enter into the feelings of the hunter.

There weren't always happy endings and children would do well to know that vile things could happen to them, that witches and wolves were desperate to steal them should they be disobedient or foolish or simply unlucky.

The set of her chin suggested she might have slain a dragon before breakfast. The look in her eyes suggested she might, in fact, have eaten it.

The thing about an Alpha, male or female, is that they can lead. When things get desperate they attack instead of retreat.

They love me like a pack of wolves. Ernest

The wolf demands her mate. But the woman loathes the man.

The wolves in the woods have sharp teeth and long claws, but it's the wolf inside who will tear you apart.

This is a dark tale. A grim tale. It's a tale from another time, a time when wolves waited for girls in the forest, beasts paced the halls of cursed castles, and witches lurked in gingerbread houses with sugar-kissed roofs. That time is long gone. But the wolves are still here and twice as clever. The beasts remain. And death still hides in a dusting of white. It's grim for any girl who loses her way. Grimmer still for a girl her loses herself. Know that it's dangerous to stray from the path. But it's far more dangerous not to.

They say there's an ointment the Devil gives you that turns you into a wolf the minute you rub it on.

They wanted to stick her on a spit and roast her --- after doing some horrible things to her.

¿Tienes idea de cómo es crecer en un lugar donde todo el mundo está esperando a ver qué dices, sólo para poder estar de acuerdo contigo? [...] Es extremadamente aburrido. Nunca nadie te desafía o expresa una opinión diferente. Nunca nada te cuesta esfuerzo. Nacer para ser un “alfa” es eso: nacer para mandar. Para que todo el mundo se calle cuando tú hablas, baje la cabeza y obedezca. Todo es tan fácil, y tan aburrido, que al cabo de un tiempo llegas a odiarlo. -- Nikolai Valinchenko

Those who cannot conquer must bend the knee. They must find strength, or serve those of us who have. You are my generals. I will send you out: my hunting dogs, my wolves with iron teeth. When a city closes its gates in fear, you will destroy it. When they make roads and walls, you will cut them, pull down the stones. When a man raises a sword or bow against your men, you will hang him from a tree. Keep Karakorum in your minds as you go. This white city is the heart of the nation, but you are the right arm, the burning brand. Find me new lands, gentlemen. Cut a new path. Let their women weep a sea of tears and I will drink it all.

We didn’t even get to say goodbye.” “Usually women are angry because I said goodbye, not crying because I didn’t.

Times may change, but I guess cowboys don't.

Vampire strength might not let me lift cars, but I will tear up some shrubbery all day long.

Unsportsmanlike predator-killing is always rationalized as defence of property—usually someone else’s property. This excuse is getting too thin to pass muster among thinking conservationists.

We are all wolves, howling to the same moon.

We are never alone We are all wolves Howling to the same moon.

What do you want for her?" "Dragon bones." The leader's eyes narrowed even as his pupils turned to vertical slits. The contrasting actions was jarring to see. "That's impossible." Rory lifted a shoulder, casual indifference. "Nothing's impossible. I want them, you want this female. Find me dragon bones, you get her.

Werewolves did not consider wolves one of their own; in fact, wolves were inferior. They were hunters, strong and ravenous like them, but they weren't as big or as intelligent.

What now? We can't go to my place or the hospital or the fight club. Should we lay low at the grocery store?

With the wolves around, your humbleness is your worst adversary.

Wolf Speaks: I wander mountains high and river pathways I seek cover in deep forests from hunters’ cruel knives Yet my cousins warm your hearts with love and loyalty Love me also even though you do not command my freedom path

Wolves are brotherly," he said. "They love each other, and if you learn to speak to them, they will love you too.

Wolves stood outside our fires, and humans were terrified,” answered Ahanu. “Yet our warrior-fathers did not kill them. The wolves came from Mother Earth. They were part of us. So, we brought what we feared to the warmth of the flame. Before the fire, we trained them. We loved them. We bred them to be useful to our tribes. Over the many years, what had frightened us now became our greatest allies. Together, these dogs and we people fought against the darkness of the wood.” Theo blinked, trying to understand. He looked at the golden puppy on the ground, running through the feet and legs of the adults. Then to Ahanu. “But, sir, why do you tell me this?” Theo asked. “This dog, who shall be under your care, belongs to the best of humankind’s creation. For man transformed that which he feared into something which could love him. The dog, Theo, is the great witness to the one truth. There is but the one truth. Four words like my tale. The truth is this: Love triumphs over fear. Remember what I say for I know you. Do not ask me how I know that you live in a storm of fury . . .” Then he said softly, intimately, “. . . and fear. But take heart, for love has overcome the wild world. Dogs were once wolves.

Wolves and Doves mate for life. I hope in the next life I am one of the two.

Wolves in shells are crueler than stray ones.

Wolves directly affect the entire ecosystem, not just moose populations, their main prey, because less moose equals more tree growth

Wolves fail to hide their integrity just like the way men fail to hide their own animality.

When you are barely over five feet tall, you need all the extra inches you can get. But I suppose you wouldn't understand that, not being challenged for inches." He cocked a brow. Her face flamed. "That didn't come out right. At. All." "Yes. I'm thankful for all my inches." His lips curved in a slow smile that made her insides quiver. "They help me get into those really hard to reach places.

Wolves, and stars, and snow: Those things made sense.

Wolves are social. They need their pack.

Wolves are the witches of the animal world.

Wolves hate werewolves.' 'What? That can't be right! When she's wolf-shaped she's just like a wolf!' 'So? When she's human-shaped she's just like a human. And what's that got to do with anything? Humans don't like werewolves. Wolves don't like werewolves. People don't like wolves that can think like people, an' people don't like people who can act like wolves. Which just goes to show that people are the same everywhere.' said Gaspode. He assessed this sentence and added, 'Even when they're wolves.

Wolves did not keep secrets from one another. They didn’t worry about having enough money or finishing school or winning races . They didn’t interfere with nature and have to figure out what was too much and what was enough. They were nature.

Xuan smiled at the thought of men sleeping peacefully next to those they would try to kill in daylight. Only humanity could have conceived such a strange and artificial way to die. Wolves might tear the flesh of deer, but they never slept and dreamed near their quarry.

You’re a good man who happens to be a vampire. We aren’t human, but that doesn’t make us monsters.

You can't be the rapist and the prince both, he thinks.

You can’t just say stuff like that… We’re friends." "...I think we both know that’s not true. We’re more than friends… Or I hope we will be.

You could never be a weakness,” he growled. Ever. She could only ever be his everything.

You're glowing." He chuckled, taming his hair. "Forgive me for being proud instead of embarrassed.

You're playing dirty," she whispered. "Did you want me any other way?

You're asking the cyborg fugitive and the wild animal to be the welcoming committee? That's adorable.

A lamb among wolves!

You should've mentioned you were bringing a beautiful woman. I would've combed my hair.

A good man is a whole lot more satisfying than a thermal blanket and a vibrator." "Grams! I can't believe you just said that!" Her grandmother replied with a win. "I may be old, sweetheart, but I'm not dead yet.

Accidenti, hai un buon odore. Cos’è, comunque? Sembra un po’ come...» Diede un’altra annusata dubbiosa. «Biscotti con gocce di cioccolato appena usciti dal forno. Ho lo stesso odore per te?» «No.» Rory scosse la testa con decisione. Casey sembrò un po’ spiazzato. «Oh. Beh, okay.» «No,» sospirò Rory, «profumi di zucchero filato.

Actually, coyotes are much scarier than wolves. Sneaky, sneaky little suckers. Eat you up. Lick the blood all up.

And Esme remembered in a rush--the wolfsong, the haunting, lyrical spirals of it in the dawn quiet and the feeling of euphoria that had attended it. Even in recollection the howling uplifted her like the crescendo at the end of a symphony and made her heartbeat quicken.

An old man spoke to his grandson. "My child," he said. "Inside everyone there is a battle between two wolves. One is Evil. It is anger, jealousy, greed, inferiority, lies, and ego. The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, humility, kindness, empathy, and truth." The boy thought for a moment. Then he asked, "Which wolf wins?" A moment of silence passed before the old man replied. And then he said, "The one you feed." - Native American Folk Tale