Alligator Quotes

“I ‘am shaggy as rivers,
forests and mountains
My eyes see the universe
natural and super
My mind is of many cuts
Non-identical
I have fought demons
Half-horse, half alligator
I ‘am victorious, I bled”
― John E. Wordslinger

“Jena Sinclair had taught him a couple of things about himself in the past few minutes that he didn’t want to know.
First, sometime in the past five years, a deep fatigue had wrapped itself around him – not the fatigue that could be slept off with a soft bed and a warm blanket, but the fatigue caused by a tightened harness that restricted. That promised no end to long days and longer nights. A harness of his own making.
Cole had realized another surprising thing too. Very surprising for the man who needed nothing and no one.
He was lonely.”
― Susannah Sandlin, Black Diamond

“A partial truth. The worst kind of lie because it slides so smoothly down the gullet.
Here is what actually happened that night. Swallow with care. You'll find my version has had none of its sharp edges removed...”
― Cassie Beasley, Tumble & Blue

“If you curse the hand that feeds you then do not complain the day you sleep hungry. In other words; do not curse the alligator (or crocodile) before crossing the river.”
― Dr. Lucas D. Shallua

“Get me in here. Get me in here now!" I order. I have to get out of the swamp before it happens again.
But it does.
I feel it before I see it. Dozens of thick, razor-sharp needles pierce my right leg, sinking into my skin. It hurts like nothing I've felt before, and a strangled scream of pain escapes me.
Babette whips her head around, the motor forgotten. "Rylan! What is it!"
"Get me out! GET ME OUT!" I scream. Fearfully, I look over my shoulder, but seconds later I wish I hadn't as the attacker comes to the surface. It has a scaly body, sharp claws, feral eyes, and a long, ugly, sneering snout that's clamped around my leg.
Melanie identifies it with a shriek. "GATOR!”
― Colleen Boyd, Swamp Angel

“Lone working on utility electrical equipment up to 24,000 volts on hundreds of acres of poisonous snake and alligator infested land. No thanks!”
― Steven Magee

“Guilt rouged within me like an alligator writhing to drown its victim.”
― Mirà Kanehl, What Happened in the Marshlands: A One Virtue and a Thousand Crimes Short Story