Amelia Atwater-Rhodes Quotes

But you can't kill humans It's-- Evil? The world is evil Risika. Wolves hunt the stragglers in a group of deer. Vultures devour the fallen.Hyenas destroy the weak. Humans kill that which they fear. Survive and be strong, or die, cornered by your prey, trembling because the night is dark.

Guerillas are cruel to the weak and cowardly in the face of the brave.

Hee that makes himself a sheep, shall be eat by the wolfe.

Life is nothing but a competition to be the criminal rather than the victim.

Liberty for wolves is death to the lambs.

Bullies are always cowards at heart and may be credited with a pretty safe instinct in scenting their prey.

I felt like a hunted animal, followed constantly, waiting to be killed.

One thing I've learned about death threats is that they're great, actually. You should actually be grateful for death threats because those who are taking the time to threaten you that way are getting it out of their system. That's really what they rant to do, yell at you, and they want to threaten you.

The men would kill me.

Weakness invites war.

One day guns were pulled on us by older guys. My friend had gone to sell his moped and they took the moped, my friend's phone and some money. But all he got from my pocket was a tub of Vaseline. I remember him saying, 'Oh, he's a sweet boy' and throwing my Vaseline on the floor.

I'd rather not have to come face to face with predators. I'd rather not be harassed. But no. Those weren't my choices to make, were they?

I'm a dangerous guy.

I prefer to be hunted compared to the other way around... I don't know how you say it.

Yes, I've received death threats.

The kid who is scared is the one the bullies go after. I used to get beat up pretty badly.

Let either of you breathe a word, or the edge of a word, about the other things, and I will come to you in the black of some terrible night and I will bring a pointy reckoning that will shudder you. And you know I can do it; I saw Indians smash my dear parents' heads on the pillow next to mine, and I have seen some reddish work done at night, and I can make you wish you had never seen the sun go down! - Abigail

Never frighten a little man. He'll kill you.

His dagger was out, poised at her throat. “Sing, little bird. Sing for your little life.

Before I was the hunter. Now I'm the hunted.

I am hunted by humans.

They held each other and wept as the night closed its fist around their tiny shelter, and the world below them seethed with killers both living and dead.

Life is a dream in the night, a fear among fears, A naked runner lost in a storm of spears.

It's hard coming in here talking a big game. It's hard, it's hard. It's a lamb coming to the wolves and throwing meat at them.

Alright...here's the deal. What's happening in this piece is very simple, over here on this side...you see that there is a very scared little kinda guy over there...wanna know why he's scared? Because this guy over here is trying to eat him.