Quotations About / On:
What wrong of an innocent bird if you failed to hunt to enrage and increase rancor.
(You should have some reasoning.)
when lion saddle for hunt, he equipped by bow and arrow to celebrate
(when lion intend to hunt for food, he hide himself in forest just to trick other animals, his hidden will help him to hunt and eat food.)
Leva tells me you've been eyeing the Captain's wife like a hound dog at hunting time.
(Daniel Taradash (b. 1913), U.S. screenwriter. Sergeant Stark (George Reeves), From Here To Eternity, to Sergeant Warden (Burt Lancaster) (1953).)
There is a passion for hunting something deeply implanted in the human breast.
(Charles Dickens (1812-1870), British novelist. Oliver Twist, ch. 10 (1838).
Referring to chasing pickpockets.)
You are a shameless, husband-hunting by-product of six of the most expensive finishing schools in the Western Hemisphere.
(Tom Waldman (d. 1985), screenwriter, and Frank Waldman (d. 1990), U.S. screenwriter. Bob (Richard Beymer), High Time, to Joy (Tuesday Weld) (1960).)
Pleasures are all alike simply considered in themselves: he that hunts, or he that governs the commonwealth, they both please themselves alike, only we commend that, whereby we ourselves receive some benefit.
(John Selden (1584-1654), British jurist, statesman. "Pleasure," Table Talk (1686).)
It is very strange, and very melancholy, that the paucity of human pleasures should persuade us ever to call hunting one of them.
(Samuel Johnson (1709-1784), British author, lexicographer. repr. In Johnsonian Miscellanies, vol. 1, p. 288, ed. George Birkbeck Hill (1897). Quoted in Anecdotes of Samuel Johnson (1786).)
This was the kind of man that was at home there; for, as near as I can learn, that has never been the residence, but rather the hunting-ground of the Indian.
(Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), U.S. philosopher, author, naturalist. "Chesuncook" (1858) in The Maine Woods (1864), in The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, vol. 3, p. 128, Houghton Mifflin (1906).)
The very timber and boards and shingles of which our houses are made grew but yesterday in a wilderness where the Indian still hunts and the moose runs wild.
(Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), U.S. philosopher, author, naturalist. "Ktaadn" (1848) in The Maine Woods (1864), in The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, vol. 3, p. 90, Houghton Mifflin (1906).)
As every man is hunted by his own daemon, vexed by his own disease, this checks all his activity.
(Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882), U.S. essayist, poet, philosopher. "Fate," The Conduct of Life (1860).)