Wolf Quotes

“Because monsters are real," she said. "And even the Wolf needs help sometimes.”
― Hannah F. Whitten, For the Wolf

“Do wolves concern themselves with the slaughter of sheep?”
― Nina Varela, Iron Heart

“Wolves and women have much in common. Both share a wild spirit. Women and wolves are instinctual creatures, able to sense the unseen. They are loyal, protective of their packs and their pups. They are wild and beautiful. Both have been hunted and captured. Even in captivity, one can see in the eyes of a woman, or a wolf, the longing to run free, and the determination that should the opportunity arise, whoosh, they will be gone.”
― Clarissa Pinkola Estés, Women Who Run With the Wolves

“She remembered the jackals, spirit hounds, bound to serve the delegates of Lethe.
We are the shepherds.
Alex's hand lay against the floorboards. She could feel the cool, polished wood beneath her palm. Please, she begged the house silently. I am a daughter of Lethe, and the wolf is at the door.”
― Leigh Bardugo, Ninth House

“To protect the sheep you gotta catch the wolf, and it takes a wolf to catch a wolf.”
― David Ayer, Training Day

“Had it but been for myself the choice had been easy, the maw of the wolf were better to rest in than the grave of the Vampire!”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“Stalked by wolves, eaten by witches, and trapped in a tower for over a decade. No one's life is a fairytale, or at least I would hope not!”
― Carolyn Watson Dubisch, The Curse

“Be gentle, Long Night
I don’t belong here.
Thrown to the wolves,
I shifted nocturnal.

Arced up,
surrendered to
the glowing drum
of the full moon,
hear my cry.”
― L.M. Browning, Drive Through the Night

“No matter how breathless the air when he dug his nest by tree or bank, the wind the later blew inevitably found him to leeward, sheltered and snug”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“No matter how breathless the air when he dug his nest by tree or bank, the wind that later blew inevitably found him to leeward, sheltered and snug”
― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“On the third day, we named them. My father believed in using indigenous names for indigenous creatures, so all his wolf names came from the Abenaki language. Nodah, which meant Hear me, was the name we gave the biggest of the bunch, a noisy black ball of energy. Kina, or Look here, was the troublemaker who got tangled in shoelaces or stuck under the flaps of the cardboard box. And Kita, or Listen, hung back and watched us, his eyes never missing a thing.

Their little sister I named Miguen, Feather. There were times she'd drink as well as her brothers and I would believe she was out of the woods, but then she'd go limp in my grasp and I'd have to rub her and slip her inside my shirt to keep her warm again.

I was so tired from staying up round the clock that I couldn’t see straight. I sometimes slept on my feet, dozing for a few minutes before I snapped awake again. The whole time, I carried Miguen, until my arms felt empty without her in them. On the fourth night, when I opened my eyes after nodding off, my father was staring at me with an expression I had never seen before on his face. “When you were born,” he said “I wouldn’t let go of you, either.”
― Jodi Picoult, Lone Wolf

“Sometimes a wolf has to stand alone to find out what he’s made of.”
― Dannika Dark, The Vow

“It hardly matters if you’ve known someone a lifetime or a minute. Our wolves always know who they belong to.”
― Dannika Dark, The Vow

“The greatest thing you can do in this life is give. Give life, give your love, your compassion, and even forgiveness. When you begin taking more than you give, your life will fall out of balance. Remember that.”
― Dannika Dark, The Vow

“You sharpened my teeth into points,
And cursed when I sank them into your flesh.
By the time I realised I could stop biting,
I turned around to find I had nothing left.”
― Rachel Louise Finn, The Witch Had The Last Laugh After All

“Why can't I be loved as what I am?
A wolf among wolves
And not as a man among men?”
― Will Oldham, Songs of Love and Horror: Collected Lyrics of Will Oldham

“Snow-laced pines loomed tall and motionless as sentinels around her. Something moved among them, half-smothered in the dark. Dianna glimpsed slivers of its lupine form. A chill slithered through her as she rose to her feet.”
― Marissa Byfield, The Soft Fall

“She had a savage, restless sort of beauty to her; I could imagine her attacking a human, too. But the rest of them? They were silent, beautiful ghosts in the woods.”
― Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver

“Dogs are enormously more attuned to analysing human faces than they are those of other dogs. Isn’t that astounding? Why is that? Because it’s human beings that look after them, not other dogs. Dogs absolutely know on what side their bread is buttered – and it’s the human side, not the doggy side. Dogs get more out of being with humans than they do with other dogs because that’s how they’ve been bred and selected by humans. They are supremely unnatural
creatures, like toys that have come to life. A dog’s whole purpose in life is to please its human master – not to form good relationships with other dogs.”
― Adam Weishaupt, Wolf or Dog?

“Why are people so fascinated with werewolves, with the transformation of an ordinary person into a human wolf at the full moon? It’s because tame, timid human “dogs” fantasize about what it would be like to be one of the dominant wolves for a change. But real human wolves are real human wolves all the time, not
just on full moons.”
― Adam Weishaupt, Wolf or Dog?

“A magical, yet stirring story about a pack of wolves that needs to find their destiny in a landscape where man poses a threat.”
― Paola Giometti, The Destiny of the Wolves

“His fingers closed into a fist, crushing Sansa’s letter between them. “And she says nothing of Arya, nothing, not so much as a word. Damn her! What’s wrong with the girl?”

Bran felt all cold inside. “She lost her wolf,” he said, weakly, remembering the day when four of his father’s guardsmen had returned from the south with Lady’s bones. (...) She had gone south, and only her bones had returned.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

“The wolf is made he way the world is made. You cannot touch the world. You cannot hold it in your hand for it is made of breath only.”
― Cormac McCarthy, The Crossing

“You broke me,
but I am still wild.”
― L.M. Browning, Drive Through the Night

“A lone wolf doesn’t tread paths its ilk leaves; it makes its own footprints in the snow. Most of its kind lives in packs, but it is an army in itself.
As quiet as it is fierce, it hones its own skills in the wild - building its lair, hunting its prey, sharpening its claws and facing its predators – no hurdle too big to cross in its passionate pursuit of a quest.
It loves with similar ferocity too, a loyal protector and provider when it crosses paths with its mate for life – a true soulmate.
Above all, however, it is a survivor. When the
conditions get harsh, it will do what it has to, to make it out alive.
No, a lone wolf would not go down without a fight.”
― Savas Mounjid, The Broken Lift

“He taught me something that my extended formal education could not: that in some ancient part of my soul there still lived a wolf.
Sometimes it is necessary to let the wolf in us speak: to silence the incessant chattering of the ape.”
― Marc Rowlands

“DO NOT BE TIMID TOWARDS THE WORLD; BE BOLD. DO NOT SUBMIT TO THE WORLD; DOMINATE IT. Better a wolf than a dog. Better a shepherd than a sheep. Better Socrates dissatisfied than a pig satisfied (as J.S. Mill memorably said).”
― Adam Weishaupt, Wolf or Dog?

“The silent presence of the direwolf gave him comfort. The girls do not even have that much, he thought. Their wolves might have kept them safe, but Lady is dead and Nymeria’s lost, they’re all alone.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones

“The witch looked down upon the wolf, looked upon his face and into his deadly eyes. She stopped, taking a deep breath and closing her eyes, listening to the sounds of the night critters, the owls, the bats, and the silence of all of the dangerous beasts that roamed the woods at night, hidden in the shadows.”
― Julia Pazdro, The Witch's and the Wolf's Curse

“İNTİHAR EDEN ADAM: Hayır, hayır, hayır! Hiçbir şey görmüyorum! Sadece nehri ve sonumu görüyorum!.. Ayrılırken, size bir soru sormak istiyorum. Hepimizi ilgilendiren bir şey... Kurt, neden ot yemez?

KADIN: Anlamadım aşkım?

BALIKÇI: Kurt, neden ot yemez diye sordu?

KADIN: (Şaşırmış) Giderken, sorduğun soruya bak! Nasıl bir soru bu? Bir daha birbirimizi hiç görmeyeceğiz, oysa sen, “Kurt, neden ot yemez?” diye soruyorsun.

BALIKÇI: (Omuzlarını düşürür) Herhalde... otu sevmiyor. Başka bir açıklama bulamıyorum.

İNTİHAR EDEN ADAM: Kurt, ot yemez, bunu onun için koyunlar yapar. Bizimle ilgisi nedir? Biz koyunuz, hayatımız boyunca kurtlar için otladık. İnsan derisine bürünmüş kan emici canavarlar için! Canavarlar; ayaklarımızı, gözlerimizi, böbreklerimizi yediler, kanımızı emdiler! Daha çocukluğumuzdan beri, kuzuyken onlar için otladık hep! Kendimize bir bakalım! Neye benziyoruz! Üçümüzden, sağlıklı bir insan bile çıkmaz!

İntiharın Genel Provası”
― Dušan Kovačević, Generalna proba samoubistva: Malo gorča komedija o laži