A Quote by Martina Hingis

Before I was the hunter. Now I'm the hunted. — © Martina Hingis
Before I was the hunter. Now I'm the hunted.
I've become the hunted. I'm enjoying that. It's better to be the hunted than the hunter.
This world's divided into two kinds of people: the hunter and the hunted. Luckily I'm the hunter. Nothing can change that.
Be the hunter, not the hunted.
You can be the hunter, or you can be the hunted.
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
Hunting is now to most of us a game, whose relish seems based upon some mystic remembrance, in the blood, of ancient days when to hunter as well as hunted it was a matter of life and death.
Freedom is nothing but the distance between the hunter and the hunted.
In searching for the self, one cannot simultaneously be the hunter and the hunted.
... the ears of the hunted grow even keener than a hunter's.
It is much easier to be the hunter than the hunted. When you are the one not expected to do anything, you play better.
Be the hunter, not the hunted: Never allow your unit to be caught with its guard down.
Disappointment and adversity can be catalysts for greatness. There's something particularly exciting about being the hunter, as opposed to the hunted. And that can make for powerful energy.
And one more thing. About my name — Artemis — you were right. In London, it is generally a female name, after the Greek goddess of archery. But every now and then a male comes along with such a talent for hunting that he earns the right to use the name. I am that male. Artemis the hunter. I hunted you.
I've always been a rodent and rabbit hunter - small varmints, if you will. I began when I was 15 or so, and I have hunted those kinds of varmints since then.
She had forgotten them all; forgotten Richard down in the mud, and the marquis and his foolish crossbow, and the world. She was delighted and transported, in a perfect place, the world she lived for. Her world contained two things: Hunter, and the Beast. The Beast knew that too. It was the perfect match, the hunter and the hunted. And who was who, and which was which, only time would reveal; time and the dance.
Coming Home had been made before and Apocalypse Now and Deer Hunter, different kinds of movies.
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