The images we create could turn into wild beasts and tear us to pieces.
There are ogres and black beasts out there; you have to be constantly on guard.
I'm one of those strange beasts who really likes a corset.
Not all the blood of beasts On Jewish altars slain, Could give the guilty conscience peace, Or wash away the stain: But Christ, the heav'nly Lamb, Takes all our sins away, A sacrifice of nobler nam' And richer blood than they.
There is a great difference between feeding parties to wild beasts and stirring up their finer feelings in an inquisition. One is the system of degraded barbarians, the other of enlightened civilized people.
The salvation of birds and beasts, oneself included - this is the object of Shakyamuni's religious austerities.
Of all wild beasts preserve me from a tyrant; and of all tame a flatterer.
Brutes abstract not. -- If it may be doubted, whether beasts compound and enlarge their ideas, that way, to any degree; this, I think, I may be positive in, that the power of abstracting is not at all in them; and that the having of general ideas is that which puts a perfect distinction betwixt man and brutes, and is an excellency which the faculties of brutes do by no means attain to.
The lower animals are our brethren. I include among them the lion and the tiger. We do not know how to live with these carnivorous beasts and poisonous reptiles because of our ignorance.
Without feelings of respect, what is there to distinguish men from beasts?
When we act pugnaciously, and injuriously, and angrily, and rudely, to what level have we degenerated? To the level of the wild beasts. Well, the fact is that some of us are wild beasts of a larger size, while others are little animals, malignant and petty.
The ape, vilest of beasts, how like to us.
The acrid scents of autumn, Reminiscent of slinking beasts, make me fear
Culture's worth huge, huge risks. Without culture we're all totalitarian beasts.
Walls have ears. Doors have eyes. Trees have voices. Beasts tell lies. Beware the rain. Beware the snow. Beware the man You think you know. -Songs of Sapphique
scarcely a human being in the course of history has fallen to a woman's rifle; the vast majority of birds and beasts have been killed by you, not by us. Obviously there is for you some glory, some necessity, some satisfaction in fighting which we have never felt or enjoyed.
Beasts feed. Man eats. Only the man of intellect knows how to eat.
When among wild beasts, if they menace you, be a wild beast.
I have spent 20 years writing these books. Had I wanted to say men are beasts and scream, that takes 30 seconds.
Many birds and beasts are. . . as fit to go to Heaven as many human beings - people who talk of their seats there with as much confidence as if they had booked them at a box office.