Deer Quotes

Quotes tagged as "deer" (showing 1-29 of 29)
Ellen DeGeneres
“I ask people why they have deer heads on their walls. They always say because it's such a beautiful animal. There you go. I think my mother is attractive, but I have photographs of her.”
Ellen DeGeneres

David Sedaris
“I love things made out of animals. It's just so funny to think of someone saying, "I need a letter opener. I guess I'll have to kill a deer.”
David Sedaris

Maggie Stiefvater
“It's very ugly' I said generously. 'But it looks as though it would laugh at snow. And, if you hit a deer it would hiccup, and keep going.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

Chase Brooks
“Sure, some find gunning down unsuspecting, innocent animals to be a real hoot. I mean, for Christ sake, they mantle the decapitated, formaldehyde-stuffed heads on the wall. Then, of course, there are the people who enjoy putting sunglasses or hats on it, even putting a blowout in its mouth as if it were an avid party animal. If it had any hands, there would surely be a plastic cup full of cheap beer in it, as well. We can’t forget that it would be named some horrendous name, such as Bill or Frank, something so plain, ordinary, and down-right ridiculous that makes me want to bitch-slap the perpetrators. ”
Chase Brooks

Lewis Carroll
“What do you call yourself?" the Fawn said at last. Such a soft sweet voice it had!
"I wish I knew!" thought poor Alice. She answered, rather sadly, "Nothing, just now."
"Think again," it said: "that won't do."
Alice thought, but nothing came of it. "Please, would you tell me what you call yourself?" she said timidly, "I think that might help a little."
"I'll tell you, if you'll come a little further on," the Fawn said. "I can't remember here."
So they walked on together through the wood, Alice with her arms clasped lovingly round the soft neck of the Fawn, till they came out into another open field, and here the Fawn gave a sudden bound into the air, and shook itself free from Alice's arms. "I'm a Fawn!" it cried out in a voice of delight. "And dear me, you're a human child!" A sudden look of alarm came into its beautiful brown eyes, and in another moment it had darted away at full speed.”
Lewis Carroll, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass

Obert Skye
“Stupid deer," I said, embarrassed about being startled. "We need a ladder."

"I think they're easier to shoot with a rifle."

"I'm not talking about the deer," I said, hitting Milo on the back of his shoulder. "We need a ladder to look over the wall."

"Or a catapult," Milo said seriously.”
Obert Skye, Pillage

Felix Salten
“Bambi was inspired, and said trembling, "There is Another who is over us all, over us and over Him.”
Felix Salten, Bambi
tags: death, deer, god, man

“A bambiraptor is a savage baby dear.”
Alan Davies

Felix Salten
“Your growing antlers,' Bambi continued, 'are proof of your intimate place in the forest, for of all the things that live and grow only the trees and the deer shed their foliage each year and replace it more strongly, more magnificently, in the spring. Each year the trees grow larger and put on more leaves. And so you too increase in size and wear a larger, stronger crown.”
Felix Salten, Bambi's Children

Maggie Stiefvater
“Somehow, having a deer preside over the ceremony of a werewolf and a girl seems oddly appropriate.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

Felix Salten
“The most dreadful part of all," the old stag answered, "is that the dogs believe what the hound just said. They believe it, they pass their lives in fear, they hate Him and themselves and yet they'd die for His sake.”
Felix Salten, Bambi
tags: deer, dogs, god, man

Felix Salten
“The young doe, Marena, said, "In this very hour many of us are going to die. Perhaps I shall be one of them.”
Felix Salten, Bambi

Felix Salten
“What do you want? What do you know about it? What are you talking about? Everything belongs to Him, just as I do. But I, I love Him. I worship Him, I serve Him. Do you think you can oppose Him, poor creatures like you? He's all-powerful. He's above all of you. Everything we have comes from Him. Everything that lives or grows comes from Him.”
Felix Salten, Bambi
tags: deer, dogs, god, man

Julie Andrews Edwards
“That night she dreamed of the deer. Strangely, the animal was holding her. She cuddled close into the soft fur and touched and kissed it gently. In the morning her pillow was wet with tears.”
Julie Andrews Edwards

James Thurber
“She has a memory of trees and fields and nothing more.”
James Thurber, The White Deer

Felix Salten
“Don't lose your head," screamed the pheasant. And at the same time his voice broke in a whistling gasp and, spreading his wings, he flew up with a loud whir. Bambi watched how he flew straight up, directly between the trees, beating his wings. The dark metallic blue and greenish-brown marking son his body gleamed like gold. His long tail feathers swept proudly behind him. A short crash like thunder sounded sharply. The pheasant suddenly crumpled up in mid-flight.”
Felix Salten, Bambi

“It's one thing if your hobby is to put ships inside a bottle, but a deer in the headlights!... That's a real talent”
Josh Stern, And That’s Why I’m Single

Charles Rafferty
“Each October I walk into the woods
looking for bones: rabbit skulls,
a grackle spine, the pelvis of a deer
with the blood bleached out. What died
in the lush of roses and mint
shines out from the tangle of twigs
that bind it to the place
of its last leaping. The living lack
that kind of clarity. In late April,
when the water spreads out and out
till everything is lilies and seepage,
there is only the mystery of tracks,
a rustle receding in the many reeds.
And so the bones accumulate
across my windowsill: the flightless
wings and exaggerated grins,
the silent unmoving reminders
of where the glories of April lead.”
Charles Rafferty, Where the Glories of April Lead

The deer scent the wolves and stand silent and watchful. They turn and leap off
“The deer scent the wolves and stand silent and watchful. They turn and leap off like ballerinas, their plume-like tails raised in alarm.”
Kathleen Valentine, Each Angel Burns: A Novel

Felix Salten
“Marena," he said with an effort, "Marena...." He did not recognize her. His voice failed.”
Felix Salten, Bambi

Sarah Micklem
“The master and mistress of the house and the rest of the Blood -even the Crux himself- brought our food, poured the wine, did our bidding. The centerpiece was a roasted stag. crowned with gilded antlers and stuffed with songbirds; they had hunted well. We were forbidden to kill the deer that fattened on our coleworts and stole our grain, and the venison tasted all the better for the salt of revenge.”
Sarah Micklem, Firethorn

Conn Iggulden
“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.”
Conn Iggulden, Conqueror

Phyllis Reynolds Naylor
“I sure wasn't going to ask Aunt Sally, because if she told me once that getting your period was like a moth becoming a butterfly, she'd probably say that sexual intercourse was like a deer getting antlers or something.”
Phyllis Reynolds Naylor, Alice on the Outside

Harrison Scott Key
“Was I the only one who became unsettled and swoonish at the sight of a large, inverted carcass hanging from a tree, its vital organs strewn about like children's toys, the occasional pack of hunting dogs fighting over a lung, another one looking for a quiet place to enjoy the severed head? It happened all the time and nobody else seemed bothered. People just walked up to the bloody carcasses and carried on entirely normal conversations, as though a man wasn't standing there squeezing deer feces out of a large intestine and small children weren't playing football with a liver.”
Harrison Scott Key, The World's Largest Man: A Memoir

Sarah A. Chrisman
“By the time we got to the store on our pre-Independence Day shopping trip, I had counted no less than twenty-four deer actively engaged in demolishing people’s gardens. Twenty-four deer aligned along a walk of one mile! I pointed out to Gabriel that this was a rather ridiculous situation on our way to lay down hard-earned dollars for deer meat. However, we hadn’t even gotten to the punchline yet. When we went inside the store and found the venison, the back of the package was labeled PRODUCT OF NEW ZEALAND. Apparently modern Americans find it more palatable for their meat to have a seven-thousand-mile carbon footprint than to come from their own backyards.”
Sarah A. Chrisman, This Victorian Life: Modern Adventures in Nineteenth-Century Culture, Cooking, Fashion, and Technology

Lisa Kleypas
“Poppy took a deep, appreciative breath. “How bracing,” she said. “I wonder what makes the country air smell so different?”
“It could be the pig farm we just passed,” Leo muttered.
Beatrix, who had been reading from a pamphlet describing the south of England, said cheerfully, “Hampshire is known for its exceptional pigs. They’re fed on acorns and beechnut mast from the forest, and it makes the bacon quite lovely. And there’s an annual sausage competition!”
He gave her a sour look. “Splendid. I certainly hope we haven’t missed it.”
Win, who had been reading from a thick tome about Hampshire and its environs, volunteered, “The history of Ramsay House is impressive.”
“Our house is in a history book?” Beatrix asked in delight.
“It’s only a small paragraph,” Win said from behind the book, “but yes, Ramsay House is mentioned. Of course, it’s nothing compared to our neighbor, the Earl of Westcliff, whose estate features one of the finest country homes in England. It dwarfs ours by comparison. And the earl’s family has been in residence for nearly five hundred years.”
“He must be awfully old, then,” Poppy commented, straight-faced.
Beatrix snickered. “Go on, Win.”
“‘Ramsay House,’” Win read aloud, “‘stands in a small park populated with stately oaks and beeches, coverts of bracken, and surrounds of deer-cropped turf. Originally an Elizabethan manor house completed in 1594, the building boasts of many long galleries representative of the period. Alterations and additions to the house have resulted in the grafting of a Jacobean ballroom and a Georgian wing.’”
“We have a ballroom!” Poppy exclaimed.
“We have deer!” Beatrix said gleefully.
Leo settled deeper into his corner. “God, I hope we have a privy.”
Lisa Kleypas, Mine Till Midnight

“In calm cold midwinter,
there was a starving hunter,
who lost his way in forest,
and had no food no shelter,
One day he woke of hunger,
and started walking faster,
he walked for miles and miles,
but nothing saw his eyes,
He trembled of an anger,
his hope forever died,
like thirsty bowing flower,
the poor hunter cried,
He started walking further,
then saw a wounded deer,
who lied near the river,
with so much pain to bear.
The deer was also hunted,
by hunter like this man,
her eyes were getting colder,
and filled with so much fear,
The hunter felt so pity,
of what he saw over there,
his sufferings were same as,
of which were of the deer,
And then they died together,
as reached the starving”
Neymat Khan

“Is venison dear?
Yes, to both and the third.”
Anthony T. Hincks

Rebecca McNutt
“Karen was cuddling her favourite stuffed animal, a mint-green toy deer which she called “Annabelle”. Sometimes Jesse wondered about this… Karen loved the taste of venison and couldn’t wait to shoot her first deer so she could brag to her friends about it. She had a pink camo baseball cap with “hunter” embroidered on the front. She enjoyed watching every year as Robert took out his big steel-bladed saw and sliced the antlers off his latest prize. So, why’d she cry every time she watched Disney’s Bambi? Why’d she treat an inanimate toy as a living thing, but a living thing as an inanimate toy?”
Rebecca McNutt, Rite of Passage: A Short Story