A Quote by Baron Davis

Throw me to the wolves. I learn faster when I'm around wolves and sharks. — © Baron Davis
Throw me to the wolves. I learn faster when I'm around wolves and sharks.
All stories are about wolves. All worth repeating, that is. Anything else is sentimental drivel. ...Think about it. There's escaping from the wolves, fighting the wolves, capturing the wolves, taming the wolves. Being thrown to the wolves, or throwing others to the wolves so the wolves will eat them instead of you. Running with the wolf pack. Turning into a wolf. Best of all, turning into the head wolf. No other decent stories exist.
[Stephenson] believes that, as research becomes more airborne and more office-bound, we generalize more and more, and we lose the vast range of wolf experience; in fact, there are soft wolves and hard wolves, kind wolves and malicious wolves, soldiers and nurses, philosophers and bullies.
It makes it very hard for us to warn people about the wolves when the leaders of the sheep are associating with the wolves.
Wolves are afraid of humans, whereas dogs are not. Wolves hunt game, whereas dogs scavenge human leftovers or eat what their human companions put out for dinner. Wolves are not great at following human commands, whereas dogs are brilliant at it.
Our Lord sent His disciples out as sheep among wolves; now the wolves are being invited into the sheepfold.
You can look at your dog and see that it's thinking and has strong feelings. And if it does, so do wolves. And if wolves do, so do elephants. People aren't the only beings that think and feel.
After numerous generations of people dedicated to killing wolves on the North American continent, one generation devoted itself to letting wolves live.
Throw me to the wolves and I shall return leading the pack.
Reflective of the deep sense of gratitude and respect Mongolians reserved for wolves, there was a belief that only through wolves could the spirit of a deceased human be set free to go to Heaven.
Wolves? I should have known. Of course you have wolves. Doesn’t everybody?” She snapped her fingers. “The gun, Lucian. Hand it over. I’ve decided I have to shoot you after all. It’s the only way to preserve my sanity.
I couldn't believe Wolves let Matt Doherty go. For the price Wolves let him go for, I didn't get that one at all.
Unless the perfidious wolves have the temerity to disobey the High King's plans, we should meet Shalhassan's forces by the Latham in mid-wood with the wolves between us. If they aren't,' Diarmuid concluded, 'we blame anyone and everything except the plan.
I'm not playing for Wolves just so I can get in squads. I'm concentrated on playing for Wolves.
I think Wolves are getting the best out of me, and I'm giving Wolves my best football, but they are giving the best to me too.
I believe the first story I ever wrote was about a young girl who was terribly mistreated by her very cruel parents, and one day the girl fled to the woods to live amongst a pack of wolves. Hey, I was eleven, loved wolves, and had been grounded for what I felt was a minor infraction. Can you blame me?
A coach wouldn’t throw you to the wolves if he didn’t think you had some wolf in you.
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