#wolves

I woke up one morning thinking about wolves and realized that wolf packs function as families. Everyone has a role, and if you act within the parameters of your role, the whole pack succeeds, and when that falls apart, so does the pack. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#about #act #apart #does #everyone

I think it's being thrown at the wolves, we call it in our business. ↗

— Dick Van Dyke

#business #call #i #i think #our

If you live among wolves you have to act like a wolf. ↗

— Nikita Khrushchev

#among #like #live #wolf #wolves

It disturbs me no more to find men base, unjust, or selfish than to see apes mischievous, wolves savage, or the vulture ravenous. ↗

— Jean-Paul Sartre

#disturbs #find #me #men #mischievous

We do not need to end Medicare. We don't need to throw people who are younger than 55 years old to the wolves which is what we do. ↗

— Debbie Wasserman Schultz

#medicare #need #old #people #than

Hypothetically speaking let's say you were dreaming, what would happen next? ↗

— Monique Snyman

#fantasy #romance #werewolves #dreams

Totally drained he could only manage one but he made it a good one tongue included. “Delicious ” he murmured. “So depraved ” Colton muttered. “Thank you.” “Get off me.” “Mine ” “Stings.” “Boohoo. ↗

— Finn Marlowe

#cute #funny #m-m-paranormal #m-m-romanc #shifters

I had an ear for languages, and I could read before I could adequately wash myself. I probably could have vied with Jeanette for the number one spot, but I'd seen what happened if you gave in to your natural aptitudes. This wasn't like the woods, where you had to be your fastest and your strongest and your bravest self. Different sorts of calculations were required to survive at the home. ↗

— Karen Russell

#karen-russell #st-lucys-home #home

The lake water was reinventing the forest and the white moon above it, and wolves lapped up the cold reflection of the sky. ↗

— Karen Russell

#karen-russell #st-lucys-home #home

We sang at the chapel annexed to the home every morning. We understood that this was the humans' moon, the place for howling beyond purpose. Not for mating, not for hunting, not for fighting, not for anything but the sound itself. And we'd howl along with the choir, hurling every pitted thing within us at the stained glass. ↗

— Karen Russell

#karen-russell #st-lucys-home #home