Jesse Ventura Quotes

I don't know if I'm a clutch hunter, but I'm an avid one.

I think anybody with an insecurity, which is everyone, appreciates the fact that it's much easier to be a predator than it is to be prey.

Men are like lions. We hunt.

If the thrill of hunting were in the hunt, or even in the marksmanship, a camera would do just as well.

I think that's still the most primal fear of all humans: to be eaten.

A hungry wolf at all the herd will run, In hopes, through many, to make sure of one.

A lion runs the fastest when he is hungry.

There are no lazy veteran lion hunters.

There is no hunting like the hunting of man, and those who have hunted armed men long enough and liked it, never care for anything else thereafter.

I shoot the same rifle I've shot since I killed my first deer with it when I was nine.

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

Most wives look at me the way lame deer look at a hungry lion.

It's a pretty weird feeling when a wolf is scared of you.

In the wild, those traits that are adaptive for survival and reproductive advantage are brought out through natural selection. So cats that were fierce, furtive hunters, alert to the snapping of every twig, with coats that gave them good camouflage, would have been favored by evolution.

I feel the wolf is a very competitive animal, very intelligent. He works hard to achieve his goals and protects his family.

What I love about elk hunting is its similarities to turkey hunting. When you call to a bull elk, and it comes in ripping things apart and sounding like a herd of buffalo coming at you, it's exciting!

I started shooting when I was much too far away. That was merely a trick of mine. I did not mean so much as to hit him as to frighten him, and I succeeded in catching him. He began flying curves and this enabled me to draw near.

An old cat sports not with her prey.

The Stag at Bay with the mentality of a fox at large.

The cat does not negotiate with the mouse.

When you're huntin' somepin you're a hunter, an' you're strong. Can't nobody beat a hunter. But when you get hunted - that's different. Somepin happens to you. You ain't strong: maybe you're fierce, but you ain't strong." - Muley

Thinking like your prey. . . that's where you find their vulnerabilities.

The hunt is on and brother you're the prey.

John Kerry went hunting today. He said he killed a goose. He didn't bring Teresa along because he was a little rusty and he was afraid he might kill the goose that laid the golden egg.

All the general fear I've been feeling condenses into an immediate fear of this girl, this predator who might kill me in seconds. Adrenaline shoots through me and I sling the pack over one shoulder and run full-speed for the woods. I can hear the blade whistling toward me and reflexively hike the pack up to protect my head. The blade lodges in the pack. Both straps on my shoulders now, I make for the trees. Somehow I knew the girl will not pursue me. That she'll be drawn back into the Cornucopia before all the good stuff is gone. A grin crosses my face. Thanks for the knife, I think.