Hunted Quotes

Quotes tagged as "hunted" (showing 1-30 of 30)
P.C. Cast
“My mama told me don't trust no white boy, even a pretty one. I'm thinkin' a pretty white boy with wings explodin' up from the ground in a mess of blood and ugly-ass bird things is double trouble." - Kramisha (Ch 5)”
P.C. Cast, Hunted

P.C. Cast
“I'm a monster, not a moron.”
P.C. Cast, Hunted

Samuel Beckett
“Don’t wait to be hunted to hide, that was always my motto.”
Samuel Beckett, Molloy

Dejan Stojanovic
“You not only are hunted by others, you unknowingly hunt yourself.”
Dejan Stojanovic, The Sun Watches the Sun

Charles Manson
“Animals shouldn’t be hunted and nature shouldn’t be disturbed, even destroyed, to benefit the whims of mankind”
Charles Manson

Meagan Spooner
“We thought too much.
Because while hatred is a fire only man feels, he does not hate the beast that comes in the night. Mankind fears it, fights it, drives it off, but he does not hate it. No one hates the bear, he wolf. They don't hate the wind or the snow. They don't hate the death.
They hate each other.”
Meagan Spooner, Hunted

Lisa Gardner
“You can be the hunter, or you can be the hunted.”
Lisa Gardner, The Neighbor

Toba Beta
“In order to survive in a world of instinct,
its' alternative is to hunt or being hunted.
Reject this, then be prepared to be hunted.”
Toba Beta, My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut

John Steinbeck
“When you're huntin' somepin you're a hunter, an' you're strong. Can't nobody beat a hunter. But when you get hunted - that's different. Somepin happens to you. You ain't strong: maybe you're fierce, but you ain't strong." - Muley”
John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath

Nenia Campbell
“Only the cruelest hunters set their traps with terror and trepidation.”
Nenia Campbell, Black Beast

P.C. Cast
“She loves him," Aphrodite blurted.
"Aphrodite!" I yelled.
"Well, someone had to clue the dorks in to your pathetic infatuation with him," Aphrodite said.”
P.C. Cast

Oche Otorkpa
“From New Delhi to New York, from Durban to Rio; women and
girls are been hunted down by rapists, abused by pedophiles and
emotionally decapitated by a society that is becoming increasingly
hostile to the womenfolk”
Oche Otorkpa

J.D. Stroube
“These were people who hunted for a way to erase the haunted, malnourished gaze from their souls and replace it with their faith in freedom and safety.”
J.D. Stroube, Caged in Spirit

RoChe Montoya
“On this planet are every kind of deadly animal from across the stars. The only people that come here are hunters looking for the most dangerous of trophies. No rescue. You either get your prize or you die.”
RoChe Montoya, Planet Prey

McCormick Templeman
“Turning, she looked out at the icy landscape, the soaring trees, branches dark and bitten blue with frost. And for a moment, she had something like a premonition, a feeling that something terrible was watching her, something hungry and sick. She could nearly hear it out there, panting between the trees, its breath ragged and spoiled.”
McCormick Templeman, Slasher Girls & Monster Boys

“So, what’s behind door number one?” Mary commented, bringing him out of his thoughts as the second air lock door opened.

“Pardon?”

“Oh, nothing. Game show reference, I make silly comments when I get nervous.”

He led the way in to the corridor, on either side glass windows looked over the flanking rooms but it was too dark to see anything. Valdagerion suddenly stopped, listening. Abruptly he pressed her flat against the wall, almost crushing her just as four armed Unseeile appeared around the curve in the corner, rifles aiming. Blue bursts of light and heat flew past them.

“Shit.” Mary squeaked. “I would have settled for the cuddly toy.”
D.M. Alexandra

Janet Evanovich
“They were actually sitting at a table, like two old friends, not like the hunter
and the hunted. And it wasn't especially awkward. They were comfortable together,
despite the fact that she'd hit him with a bus. Maybe his scheme would work.”
Janet Evanovich, The Heist

Francis M. Nevins Jr.
“Woolrich had a genius for creating types of story perfectly consonant with his world: the noir cop story, the clock race story, the waking nightmare, the oscillation thriller, the headlong through the night story, the annihilation story, the last hours story. These situations, and variations on them, and others like them, are paradigms of our position in the world as Woolrich sees it. His mastery of suspense, his genius (like that of his spiritual brother Alfred Hitchcock) for keeping us on the edge of our seats and gasping with fright, stems not only from the nightmarish situations he conjured up but from his prose, which is compulsively readable, cinematically vivid, high-strung almost to the point of hysteria, forcing us into the skins of the hunted and doomed where we live their agonies and die with them a thousand small deaths.”
Francis M. Nevins Jr., Night and Fear: A Centenary Collection of Stories

Meagan Spooner
“I heard her voice, her stories, her softness as she spoke of her family, and her iron as she spoke of me - I heard her scream, and I moved without thought.”
Meagan Spooner, Hunted

John Steinbeck
“I was mean life a wolf. Now i'm mean like a weasel. When you're huntin' somepin you're a hunter, an' you're strong. Can't nobody beat a hunter. But when you get hunted--that's different. Somepin happens to you. You ain't strong; maybe you're fierce, but you ain't strong. I been hunted now for a long time. I ain't no hunter no more.”
John Steinbeck, The Grapes of Wrath

“You can’t just bring a regular human here! What if the girl runs and tells the whole world on that Twitter thing about us?”
L. Taylor

Grace Willows
“The dark sky seemed to swallow the moon, as Samantha stood alone on the deserted highway.”
Grace Willows

Cailee Francis
“He’d have more time for philosophical thoughts if he wasn’t being pursued by a herd of satyrs. They weren’t turned on by his rugged good looks either; they had murder on their minds.”
Cailee Francis, Shifter Mischief

Kevin Hearne
“I’ve never run this far before," he said at one point. "Or this fast for so long. It’s better than sticking your head out a car window, that’s for sure."

My theory is that Oberon might be a master of Tao. He always sees what we filter out. The wind and the grass and something in the sky, sun or moon, shining on our backs as we run: They are gifts that humans toss away like socks on Christmas morning, because we see them every day and don’t think of them as gifts anymore. But new socks are always better than old socks. And the wind and grass and sky, I think, are better seen with new eyes than jaded ones. I hope my eyes will never grow old.”
Kevin Hearne, Hunted

Kevin Hearne
“I dispelled my invisibility for a few seconds in his full view, a finger resting provocatively on my lower lip, giving him a come-hither look under a streetlight. His jaw and the bottle of Żubrówka dropped at the same time. It shattered, drawing his eyes to the sidewalk, and I took the opportunity afforded by his distraction to disappear again.

"That was mean," Oberon said, watching the man look wildly around for me and pawing at his eyes as if to clear them.

Why? I asked. I’ve done him no harm.

"Yes, you have. You will haunt him for the rest of his life. I know from experience."

You’re haunted by someone flashing you on a street corner?

"No. It was a dog park. Atticus and I were just arriving and she was leaving."

Oh, here we go.

"She was so fit and her coat was tightly curled and she had a perfect pouf on the end of her tail like a tennis ball. I saw her for maybe five seconds, until she hopped into a Honda and her human drove her away. And now I can’t see a Honda without seeing her."

But that’s a good thing, isn’t it? Kind of romantic? A vision of perfection you can treasure forever, unspoiled by reality.

"Well, I don’t know. In reality I’d like to try spoiling her, if she was in the mood."

Look, Oberon, that man is lonely. He’s too skinny and sweaty, and I’m willing to bet you five cows that he’s socially awkward or he wouldn’t be staggering drunk at this hour. But now, for the rest of his life, he will remember the na**d woman on the street who looked at him with desire. When people treat him like something untouchable, he will have that memory to comfort him.

"Or obsess over. What if he starts wandering the streets every night looking for you?"

Then he’s misunderstood the nature of beauty. It doesn’t stay, except in our minds.

"Oh! I think I see. That’s true, Clever Girl! Sausage never stays, because I eat it, but it’s always beautiful in my mind.”
Kevin Hearne, Hunted

“If you are hunted then you better find real tree and then they will not find you. They will think that you are a tree so find real tree and you can hunt like a pro. You will never be hunted again.”
Connie Breaker
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Jonathan Marker
“A shot rang out from the rifle of an alerted Harvestman, and just as the sound reached Nathaniel’s ears, he felt the hot streak of a bullet pierce his left arm, spattering blood on the ground before him.”
Jonathan Marker, SPYDER SYLK

Théun Mares
“To be predictable is to become the hunted.”
Théun Mares, Return of the Warriors: The Toltec Teachings - Volume I

“Hmmm....conservation through game management.
I wonder if that's what they call it when they start world war 3?”
Anthony T. Hincks