These are the four that are never content: that have never been filled since the dew began- Jacala's mouth, and the glut of the kite, and the hands of the ape, and the eyes of Man.
I conclude that the musical notes and rhythms were first acquired by the male or female progenitors of mankind for the sake of charming the opposite sex.
The belly comes before the soul.
We're animals. We're violent. We're criminal.
I'd fight any beast in the jungle, you know?
Superstition belongs to the essence of mankind and takes refuge, when one thinks one has suppressed it completely, in the strangest nooks and crannies; once it is safely ensconced there, it suddenly reappears.
Once you were apes, yet even now man is more of an ape than any of the apes.
Inside every man, there's a yearning to express your wild side.
I love horror movies because they're really fun. They tap into those wonderful primal emotions.
When I think about life on Earth, there should not be a species like us. And if there was, we should be out in the jungle killing each other in small groups. That's what you should expect.
Normally for me, it's not interesting. When do you see in the jungle, female fighters fighting each other? I mean it's not human nature.
I am always hungry and wanting to have sex. This is a fact.
The ugly is very appealing to man. It's instinct. One shrinks from the ugly, yet wants to look at it. There's a devilish fascination in it. We extract pleasure from horror.
The men were wild as ourang-outans, and the women fit only to flog cattle.
I am a beast!
When I get in that cage and fight, that's not me. It's somebody else. It's like a light switch that turns on.
What's important to me about horror stories is to look at what's actually horrifying about humanity, instead of shining a flashlight on it and running away giggling.
Mythologies are violent things, and to be true to them, you have to go to primal territory.
Darwinian man, though well-behaved, at best is only a monkey shaved.
The causes of war are the same as the causes of competition among individuals: acquisitiveness, pugnacity, and pride; the desire for food, land, materials, fuels, mastery. The state has our instincts without our restraints.
When they face desperation... human beings become animals.
On fight night I feel alive and full of tingles. You feel your blood flow hot but that's how we like it. We're mammals, we're warm-blooded creatures.
Human sexuality makes farcical our most serious intentions.
Break the skin of civilization and you find the ape, roaring and red-handed.
Werewolves were far more terrifying than vampires. It is probably the idea of seeing the human within the beast and knowing you can't reach it. It might as well be a great white shark. There is no sitting down and discussing Proust with it, which the traditional vampire model seems to leave room for. You can have a conversation.
