Wolves Motivational Quotes

She sighed, annoyed at her restlessness. “So,” she said, disrupting Wolf in another backward glance. “Who would win in a fight—you or a pack of wolves?” He frowned at her, all seriousness. “Depends,” he said, slowly, like he was trying to figure out her motive for asking. “How big is the pack?” “I don’t know, what’s normal? Six?” “I could win against six,” he said. “Any more than that and it could be a close call.” Scarlet smirked. “You’re not in danger of low self-esteem, at least.” “What do you mean?” “Nothing at all.” She kicked a stone from their path. “How about you and … a lion?” “A cat? Don’t insult me.” She laughed, the sound sharp and surprising. “How about a bear?” “Why, do you see one out there?” “Not yet, but I want to be prepared in case I have to rescue you.” The smile she’d been waiting for warmed his face, a glint of white teeth flashing. “I’m not sure. I’ve never had to fight a bear before.

Wolves travel in packs, but the fiercest travel alone.

The world is not full of betrayers, it is full of people with decent motives and a full desire to do right by those who know them and love them. This is a little-known truth, but I think it is a truth nonetheless. Empirically, from all the years of my work, I would attest to that. I know it is a miraculous conclusion, but there it is. We like to make strangers of everyone. We are not wolves, but lambs astonished in the margins of the fields by sunlight and summer.

It should be noted, as with so many legends and popularly accepted truths created out of political motivation: There, in fact, is no evidence that the hundreds of murders historically attributed to the werewolves of Gévaudan were actually caused by wolves. As with all witchhunts, the endless battle against ignorance requires one to always keep an open mind and sharp wits when considering such rumors - especially the rumors we choose to enjoy.

Battling wolves today strengthens you for battling lions tomorrow.

Walk with wolves. Run with lions. Soar with eagles.

Confident sheep overcome insecure wolves.

Throw a warrior to the wolves and he’ll return a conqueror.

An army of disciplined sheep is greater than an army of undisciplined wolves.

Tammy, werewulves act in ways that are pleasing only to themselves. They behave without a conscious... They are sick monsters who have permanently lost their self-control. Their intentions and motivations are never clear; they slaughter flocks and herds yet eat nothing. They are the quintessence of evil, hence the title “demon”. And who really wants demons around?

Thomas Hobbes said that man is a wolve for anothe one. It seems to me that this became the basic foundation ideology for the Marxians. Though, it seems also inspired in Max Weber's ides, but actually, Weber reject it. According Stjerno, who quote Weber's idea about man (2005, p. 37), that for Weber, action is social when the individual gives it a subjective meaning that takes account of the behaviour of other and lets his ouw course of action, (Weber; 1978 (1922). Social relationship,said Weber, developed when many actors took into account of the hehaviour of the actions of others. A relationship is symmetrical when each actor gives it the same meaning. However, complet symmetry, Weber maintained, Stjerno added, was rare. Generally, the parts of a social relationship orient their actions on a rational basis,zweckrational - goal-oriented, but in part; they are also motivated by their values and sense of duty,(Stjerno, Steinar: 2005)

Beware, the moon is ablaze tonight. no telling what kind of insanity she’ll ignite. Listen to the wolves howl. Oh my, her highness is on the prowl.

Take not for friends wolves and bankers; they both have voracious appetites - rjs

A sheep that walks amongst wolves is called dinner - rjs

Until sheep become wolves the wolves will always win the war - rjs

Not every smile is genuine some are just the bared fangs of wolves about to eat you - rjs

From mind control to programming Foa and Kozak (1986) note that pathological fear structures, including unrealistic elements that may become associated with states of absorption and heightened arousal often attendant with extreme stress, are extremely resistant to modification. Hence, the power of all statements made during and immediately after abusive episodes while the victim is in an altered state will be enhanced by the absence of an operative critical consciousness (Conway, 1994), and by the indelible connection with intolerable terror or dread. Psychologically sophisticated abusers who have mastered the methods of mind control know how to induce psychobiological state changes, how to elaborate and encapsulate them, how to provide the cues to trigger them, how to tap into and alter the victim's motivational and belief systems, and how to layer amnesias within a personality. In this way a polyfragmented dissociative individual can appear to lead the life of a normal hardworking citizen, yet can function undetected (by himself or by others) as a mind-controlled operative and remain available for service to individual perpetrators or groups.

Psychologically sophisticated abusers who have mastered the methods of mind control know how to induce psychobiological state changes, how to elaborate and encapsulate them, how to provide the cues to trigger them, how to tap into and alter the victim's motivational and belief systems, and how to layer amnesias within a personality. In this way a polyfragmented dissociative individual can appear to lead the life of a normal hardworking citizen, yet can function undetected (by himself or by others) as a mind-controlled operative and remain available for service to individual perpetrators or groups.

Throw me to the wolves, and I will return leading the pack.

a marked change occurred between 2019 and 2020. The dual crises of the pandemic and Black Lives Matter protests ran slam into the twin dangers of Q-Anon and the consolidation of the Trump paramilitary. In 2019, there were sixty-five incidents of domestic terrorism or attempted violence, but in the run-up to the election in 2020, that number nearly doubled, according to a study by the Center for Strategic and International Studies. Twenty-one plots were disrupted by law enforcement.5 Violent extremists in the United States and terrorists in the Middle East have remarkably similar pathways to radicalization. Both are motivated by devotion to a charismatic leader, are successful at smashing political norms, and are promised a future racially homogeneous paradise. Modern American terrorists are much more akin to the Islamic State of Iraq and Syria (ISIS) than they are to the old Ku Klux Klan. Though they take offense at that comparison, the similarities are quite remarkable. Most American extremists are not professional terrorists on par with their international counterparts. They lack operational proficiency and weapons. But they do not lack in ruthlessness, targets, or ideology. However, the overwhelming number of white nationalist extremists operate as lone wolves. Like McVeigh in the 1990s and others from the 1980s, they hope their acts will motivate the masses to follow in their footsteps. ISIS radicals who abandon their homes and immigrate to the Syria-Iraq border “caliphate” almost exclusively self-radicalize by watching terrorist videos. The Trump insurgents are radicalizing in the exact same way. Hundreds of tactical training videos easily accessible on social media show how to shoot, patrol, and fight like special forces soldiers. These video interviews and lessons explaining how to assemble body armor or make IEDs and extolling the virtues of being part of the armed resistance supporting Donald Trump fill Facebook and Instagram feeds. Some even call themselves the “Boojahideen,” an English take on the Arabic “mujahideen,” or holy warrior. U.S. insurgents in the making often watch YouTube and Facebook videos of tactical military operations, gear reviews, and shooting how-tos. They then go out to buy rifles, magazines, ammunition, combat helmets, and camouflage clothing and seek out other “patriots” to prepare for armed action. This is pure ISIS-like self-radicalization. One could call them Vanilla ISIS.

We are the wolves, the hunted and the hounds. In the face of religion, we stand our ground. For too long we've been told what we should believe, But our hearts and our souls will never deceive. We reject the dogma and the fear they instill. We refuse to be bound by their holy will. We embrace our freedom, our love, and our truth. And we'll fight till the end, for the right to choose. We'll howl at the moon, and dance in the night. We'll live our lives, without fear or fright. We'll break the chains, and shatter the mold. For we are the wolves, fierce and bold. So let them come, with their crosses and their swords, We'll stand our ground, and we'll face their hoards. For we are the wolves, the hunters of our fate, and we'll never bow down, to their religious hate.

Yet, with this light the miracles of deep beauty in the world and in humans come to consciousness. With this penetrating light one can see past the bad action to the good heart, one can espy the sweet spirit crushed beneath hatred, one can understand much instead of being perplexed only. This light can differentiate layers of personality, intention, and motives in others. It can determine consciousness and unconsciousness in self and others. It is the wand of knowing. It is the mirror in which all things are sensed and seen. It is the deep wild nature.

it was assumed that wolves were basely motivated and bloodthirsty; then in an environmentally enlightened age, it was suddenly assumed that they were noble and wise. So, too, have we analyzed their hunting behavior in human terms, and none of it is worth more than the metaphor it’s couched in. This habit indeed may eventually lead us even further from an understanding of the animal. For my own part, I mean to suggest that there is more to a wolf hunt than killing. And that wolves are wolves, not men.

Dacă ați încercat să vă adaptați unui tipar și nu ați reușit, probabil ați avut noroc. Sunteți poate o exilată, dar sufletul vostru se află a adăpost. Când cineva încearcă să se adapteze și nu reușește, se produce un fenomen ciudat. Proscrisul, alungat fiind, este în același timp împins chiar spre adevăratele sale afinități psihice, oricare ar fi acestea - o materie de studiu, o formă de artă sau un grup de oameni. Este mai rău să rămânem alături de cei cu care nu avem nimic în comun decât să rătăcim o vreme, în căutarea afinităților noastre sufletești și spirituale. Niciodată nu e greșit să căutăm ceea ce ne lipsește. Niciodată. Nenorocirea e și ea bună la ceva. În exil, bobocul de rață se călește, se întărește. Nu dorim nimănui și din niciun motiv să treacă prin așa ceva, dar efectul este similar formării diamantelor prin presiunea aplicată carbonului - ea duce în final la o profunzime și o claritate impresionantă a psihicului. Este oarecum asemănător procedeului alchimic în care elementul brut, plumbul, este bătut și aplatizat. Deși exilul în sine nu este de dorit, el ne aduce un beneficiu neașteptat, căci darurile exilului sunt nenumărate. Loviturile primite elimină slăbiciunea, pun capăt lamentărilor, sporesc înțelegerea, amplifică intuiția, conferă o putere de percepție și o perspectivă la care persoanele „acceptate” niciodată nu vor putea ajunge. Psihicul sălbatic poate îndura exilul, în ciuda aspectelor lui negative. Exilul ne face să dorim încă mai mult eliberarea adevăratei noastre naturi și o cultură care să-i corespundă. Tocmai această dorință vie, acest dor mistuitor ne determină să ne continuăm căutările. Iar dacă nu reușim să găsim contextul cultural care să ne stimuleze, hotărâm atunci să-l creăm noi însene. Și asta-i minunat, căci, dacă noi îl creăm, celelalte femei vor apare prin miracol într-o zi, spunând cu entuziasm că l-au căutat dintotdeauna.

Dear God, When I think about all the bad things that have happened to me over the course of those years, I can only thank you for making me aware of the fact that the world is not a safe place for fools like me. Hurt always came from those people that I considered my family. Girls always ended up stabbing me in the back. Boys somehow surprisingly transformed from mere brothers to something else I can’t understand, because I’ve never seen a boy getting married to his sister. Magic! Goodness came to me as a curse more than a blessing, and I’ve always ended up with wolves with ulterior motives. They tell their own stories, spin a web of lies, give you a character and oblige you to assume that role even when you keep telling them you don’t fit in that role. Unfortunately, I’ve always mastered the role of the fool, though doing it unconsciously, but always ended up wiser each time. Weird, huh?