A tiger does not proclaim his tigritude, he pounces.
He was a killer, a thing that preyed, living on the things that lived, unaided, alone, by virtue of his own strength and prowess, surviving triumphantly in a hostile environment where only the strong survive.
Man is still a savage to the extent that he has little respect for anything that cannot hurt him.
Her voice was as rough as sandpaper. As long as Blomkvist lived, he would never forget her face as she went on the attack. Her teeth were bared like a beast of prey. Her eyes were glittering, black as coal. She moved with the lightning speed of a tarantula and seemed totally focus on her prey as she swung the club again, striking Martin in the ribs.
This world's divided into two kinds of people: the hunter and the hunted. Luckily I'm the hunter. Nothing can change that.
The quality of decision is like the well-timed swoop of a falcon which enables it to strike and destroy its victim.
War is behavior with roots in the single cell of the primeval seas. Eat whatever you touch or it will eat you.
Man is and remains an animal.Here a beast of prey, there a housepet, but always an animal.
You don't see sick animals in the wild. You don't see lame animals in the wild, and its all because of the predator: the lion, the tiger, the leopard, all the cats.
All, all is theft, all is unceasing and rigorous competition in nature; the desire to make off with the substance of others is the foremost - the most legitimate - passion nature has bred into us and, without doubt, the most agreeable one.
During a chess tournament a master must envisage himself as a cross between an ascetic monk and a beast of prey.
At the bottom of all these noble races the beast of prey, the splendid blond beast, prowling about avidly in search of spoil and victory.
We will peck them to death to-morrow, my dear.
Anger seek it prey,-- Something to tear with sharp-edged tooth and claw, Like not to go off hungry, leaving Love To feast on milk and honeycomb at will.
I read that when cats are cuddling and kneading you, and you think it's cute, they're really just checking your vitals for weak spots.
A good writer can watch a cat pad across the street and know what it is to be pounced upon by a Bengal tiger.
Before the tribunal of nature, a man has no more right to life than a rattlesnake; he has no more right to liberty than any wild beast; his right to the pursuit of happiness is nothing but a license to maintain the struggle for existence, if he can find within himself the powers with which to do it.
I'm knocking fools out. I'm beating guys because that's what I was born to do.
Yes I’m a beast and I feast when I conquer!
There is a passion for hunting something deeply implanted in the human breast.
The Comrade Wolf knows whom to eat, as the saying goes. It knows whom to eat and is not about to listen to anyone, it seems.
The strong were always eating the weak.
Most cats feel that bird-catching is their duty; the instinct goes back to prehistoric times. Amber keeps in practice by chasing moths.
A street thug and a paid killer are professionals - beasts of prey, if you will, who have dissociated themselves from the rest of humanity and can now see human beings in the same way that trout fishermen see trout.
I can’t answer either question. But the look she gives me reminds me of the look in the attack dog’s eyes in the aptitude test – a vicious, predatory stare. She wants to rip me to pieces. I can’t lie down in submission now. I have become an attack dog too.
