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They that have voice of lions and act of hares,
are they not monsters?
Even a hare, the weakest of animals, may insult a dead lion.
Carnivorous unicorns, I thought.
Your words, O Hares! are good; but they lack both claws and teeth such as we have.
There was a glimmer of nightly rabbits across the ground.
A hare is not caught with a drum.
Hedge-hogs abound in my gardens and fields.
Or wolves." "Dogs, wolves,
IN A WORLD WHERE BUNNIES RUN WILD
Lord Macon:"Went for a wee nightly run. Needed peace and quiet. Needed air in my fur. Needed fields under my paws. Needed, oh I canna -hic- explain ... needed the company of hegehogs."
Professor Lyall:"And did you find it?"
Lord Macon:"Find what? No hedgehogs. Stupid hedgehogs.
They run like deer, jump like deer and think like deer.
Well, ring-tailed rutabagas.
Where the fuck have the bunnies gone?
The jackal rips out the hare's bowels, but the world rolls on.
A little roving, solitary thing.
One day, God said 'Let there be prey.' And he created pigeons, rabbits, lambs and Gene Wilder.
Bloody Bears, don't bother getting one as a pet, they're too demanding and they shed everywhere.
Afrikander cattle.
Wet catkins fur the twigs of a willow.
The horse and the cow, the rabbit and the cat, the deer and the hare, the pheasant and the lark, please us better as friends than as meat.
It is my contention that Aesop was writing for the tortoise market. hares have no time to read.
Elusive, spectacular, utterly at home, the fact of these British goshawks makes me happy. Their existence gives the lie to the thought that the wild is always something untouched by human hearts and hands. The wild can be human work. It
If my opinion is of any worth, the fieldfare is the greatest delicacy among birds, the hare among quadrupeds.
They can fly and they howl, they slaughter depression and headaches, they daydream like gangbanging daffodils, orchids and cherry blossoms grasping mauve toffee clouds, they breastfeed laughter.
Goose [pen] bee [wax] and calf [parchment] govern the world.
[Lat., Anser, apie, vitellus, populus et regna gubernant.]
There are no Rabbits in the north-west. This statement, far from final, is practically true today, but I saw plenty of Lynxes, and one cannot write of ducks without mentioning water.
Pigeons: They've got wings, but they walk a lot ...
Geese were orderly beings, with principles and systems, whose existence denied all superiority of individual over individual of the same species (176).
Stupid, Stupid Rat Creatures!
They were a bit like cows but twice and large,
The behavior of the pigeon
is beyond reproach,
but the mountain cuckoo?
Toads, beetles, bats.
woollyheads and silvergrays, and am unable to understand
Grazing around a perfect little stream ahead of them, to their amazement, was a herd of unicorns. They were beautiful: white with silver horns, silver hooves, and silver manes. Conner's
The Welsh ... I mean, what are they for?
Silenus or Nymphs and
fractious, four-legged children of Satan,
Oh, but I like my geese. Like cats, they can't be told what to do, and like dogs, they're loyal, and like people, they talk every chance they get.
What a dull world if we knew all about geese!
My curiosity sister of larks.
The Cavelries hear and their short and furrie
Barking spiders!
Beavers give a dam
These Atlantikoinonia. They're human? (Acheron)
What else would they be? Turnips? (Tory)
Dogs and wolves and lions, may the Others take them all.
A fig for partridges and quails, ye dainties I know nothing of ye; But on the highest mount in Wales Would choose in peace to drink my coffee.
If you're a fox, play the hare. If you're the hare, play the fox.
Sheep with a nasty side.
Mountain bats, those massive serpentine creatures of myth. Those ancient scavengers of the battlefield.
[Pigeons are] rats with wings.
We need the tonic of the wilderness, to wade sometimes in the marsh where the bitten and the meadow hen lurk, and hear the booming of the snipe; to smell the whispering sedge where only some wilder and more solitary fowl builds her nest, and the mink crawls with its belly close to the ground.
airing the marmots
poachers and Methodies, of course. Oh,
The ferret, hunting,
eyes on the ground,
never hears footsteps
of the hawk
Anne is quite the animal lover," Fang said to me as we followed Angel. "Horses, sheep, goats. Chickens. Pigs." "Yeah," I said. "I wonder who's for dinner?
grandmothers. Elephants
Hairy Mammal whaddya want
Cats. Furry little sociopaths that we invite into our homes.
Kids love rabbits ... they just like them.
Rats! Sometimes it's very difficult being a dog ... Especially when it's raining. You're looking forward to a great breakfast ... When it arrives, you're full of joyful anticipation ... Then you see the water rise in your dog dish ... And you watch your pancakes float downstream!
In real life, it is the hare who wins. Every time. Look around you. And in any case it is my contention that Aesop was writing for the tortoise market. Hares have no time to read. They are too busy winning the game.
Does a one-legged duck swim in circles?
Did you hear that? a woman asked. I crouched behind the growth. No. No, you didn't hear anything. Don't mind me, I'm not hiding the corpse of a nasty creature behind your flower bed. Nope. Nothing here but cute, fluffy bunnies scampering adorably into the night ...
Who has more leisure than a worm?
Nordlings. The men before men, creatures of great power and incredible cruelty.
We are to call hares ad become mushrooms," Jermayan explained kindly. "Presumimg Kindolhinadetil will grant us the load of a mirror."
"Yes of course," Kellen said, with only a touch of irony."That makes perfect sense.
Ground the coursing of flocks run wild.
They are the hunters we are the rabbits
He had had a severe shock some weeks earlier, when, having narrowly failed to capture a large grey-brown hare for his dinner, it had stopped at the edge of the forest, looked at him with disdain, and said, 'Well, I hope you're proud of yourself, that's all,' and had scampered off into the long grass
Where do the ducks go in the winter?
In the wilderness, only the most terrible beasts of prey cavort and gambol. Deer and rabbits play no games.
Weasels piss on you, Iz. I'm not done yet.
In one huge leather-gloved fist Jollyby held up a large, madly kicking hare by its ears.
'Son of a bitch,' Dauntless said. 'He caught it.'
Dauntless was a talking horse. She just didn't talk much.
Even a desert hare will take a finger off the dumbass that tries to pet it. If the desert can make a bunny that angry, imagine what it does to the people.
Teenagers travel in droves, packs, swarms ... To the librarian, they're a gaggle of geese. To the cook, they're a scourge of locusts. To department stores, they're a big beautiful exaltation of larks ... all lovely and loose and jingly.
Did the harebell loose her girdle
To the lover bee,
Would the bee the harebell hallow
Much as formerly?
In the garden of humanity there are tigers and lion, deer and doves. Deer and doves live carefully but with beauty and joy.
What do they do with those ducks, in the winter?
As soon as you say 'Bunnymen,' I see a trench coat.
Seagulls ... slim yachts of the element.
I hunt chickens , men hunt me,All the chickens are just alike,and all the men are just alike.and in consequence, i am little bored,but if you tame me, it will be as if the sun came to shine on my life.I shall know the sound of a step that will be different from all the others
The smallest worm will turn being trodden on,
And doves will peck in safeguard of their brood.
[Insects] are not only cold-blooded, and green- and yellow-blooded, but are also cased in a clacking horn. They have rigid eyes and brains strung down their backs. But they make up the bulk of our comrades-at-life, so I look to them for a glimmer of companionship.
What sort of moths eat chainmail?
Flies? Flies? Poor puny things. Who wants to eat flies?
The gazelles so gentle and clever Skip lightly in frolicsome mood.
Only the keeper sees
that,where the ring-dove broods
and the badgers roll at ease,
there was once a road through the woods
Flies are busiest about leane horses.
Those half-learn'd witlings, num'rous in our isle
As half-form'd insects on the banks of Nile
What if hamsters fought in the American Revolution?
onanists breaking a sweat on monkeys, ponies, birds;
Monkeys who very sensibly refrain from speech, lest they should be set to earn their livings.
Snakes and bastards!
Each flies with its own kind: pigeon with pigeon, hawk with hawk.
The faeries are kind of Switzerland with a big stick.
A giant motherboard of geese,
unruffled by the state
police, swarmed in unison,
in harmony...
When mice run, cats give chase.
Geese are friends to no one, they bad mouth everybody and everything. But they are companionable once you get used to their ingratitude and false accusations.
Their tameness is shocking to me.
Angels, pixies, faerie dust Treading love and living lust.