It's the nature of the beast within us to keep going back to the familiar rather than to strap on faith and face the future.
Yes I’m a beast and I feast when I conquer!
Awaken your heart to kindness and mercy for the people and love and tenderness for them. Never, never act with them like a predatory beast which seeks to be satiated by devouring them, for the people fall into two categories: they are either your brethren in faith or your kindred in creation. . . Do not ever say, 'I have been given authority' or 'My command should be obeyed. ' Because it corrupts the heart, consumes one's faith, and invites calamities.
If you're a beast in the pulpit but a coward in your neighborhood, something has gone wrong.
Because reason. . . is the only thing that makes us men, and distinguishes us from the beasts, I would prefer to believe that it exists, in its entirety, in each of us.
I'm not fit company for man or beast.
Beware the beast man, for he is the devil's pawn. Alone among God's primates, he kills for sport or lust or greed. Yea, he will murder his brother to possess his brother's land. Let him not breed in great numbers, for he will make a desert of his home and yours. Shun him, drive him back into his jungle lair, for he is the harbinger of death.
Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast, With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts- O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power So to seduce!
In choosing not to be a beast, I discovered my humanity. I became autodidactic, self-educated - a critical thinker.
Something about your life always makes its way into your stories. Thats just the nature of the beast.
Literary education must follow the education of the hand -the one gift that distinguishes man from beast.
I am convinced that different people awaken different beasts in you.
What are you?" I whispered. He shrugged again. "Something," he said. "Something like you, something like a beast, something like a bird, something like an angel. " He laughed. "Something like that.
I kept interrupting the movie by asking a lot of questions that Xavier managed to answer with endless patience. "How old do you think Bell is supposed to be?" "I don't know, probably our age. " "I think the beast is sweet, don't you?" "Do I have to answer that?" "Why does the crockery talk?" "Because they're really the prince's servants that the beggar woman put a spell on. " Xavier frowned suddenly and looked mortified. "I can't believe I know that.
Ok you want me up in a cage, then I'll come out in beast mode.
Whosoever is delighted in solitude is either a wild beast or a god.
Of all wild beasts preserve me from a tyrant; and of all tame a flatterer.
Wolves go after a wounded deer, it is the nature of the beast.
Hate no one, for hate is a starving beast who has just found its prey.
Three things trust and cherish well- The horse on which you ride, The beast that guards and watches, And your shield-mate at your side.