My field is with apex predators, hence your crocodiles, your snakes, your spiders.
A liberal society cannot be defended by herbivores. We need carnivores to save us, but we had better make sure the meat-eaters hunt only on our orders.
It almost seems to me that man was not born to be a carnivore.
I hunt deer because they aren't capable of higher forms of thinking. All they care about is, 'What am I going to eat next, who am I going to screw next, and can I run fast enough to get away'. They are very much like the French in that way.
Meat is not agreeable to the wise: it has a nauseating odor, it causes a bad reputation, it is food for the carnivorous; I say this, Mahamati, it is not to be eaten.
It was a pretty good year for predators.
The wolf is carnivore incarnate and he's as cunning as he is ferocious; once he's had a taste of flesh then nothing else will do.
It is the nature of carnivores to get power and then, having disposed of their enemies, to deploy the emollient powers of Great Art to make themselves look like herbivores.
Do Tasmanian devils really exist?
We can't all be lions in this world. There must be some lambs, harmless, kindly, gregarious creatures for eating and shearing.
Tigers love pepper...they hate cinnamon.
I say, if you're going to eat a creature alive, you have to expect some screaming. That is the carnivore's burden.
Crocodiles are really bold, and they do come up on land.
You stupefied me. We waxed, Carnivores, late and alight In the beaded winter. All was ominous, luminous.
I have yet to meet a carnivore who doesn't love a sausage roll.
I grew up near London Zoo, with which I was obsessed. I would lie in bed at night, thinking about the lions and tigers and wolves that were prowling only a few miles away.
Empathy, he once had decided, must be limited to herbivores or anyhow omnivores who could depart from a meat diet. Because,ultimately, the empathic gift blurred the boundaries between hunter and victim, between the successful and the defeated.
