Hello. I am Deepak Kundu, an avid book reader and quotes collector. As a hobby, I collect interesting quotes from the books that I read.
This post is a collection of 16 quotes from the book - The Hunting Party by Lucy Foley. I hope you find these quotes useful.
The Hunting Party Quotes
It's tricky - as anyone who has been in this situation will know - to be the latest addition to a group of old friends. It seems that I will always be the new girl, however many years pass. I will always be the last in, the trespasser.
He has taken lives, many of them in fact. And not just animal. He knows better than anyone that it is not something to boast about. It is a dark place from which you can never quite return. It does something to you, the first time. An essential change somewhere deep in the soul, the amputation of something important. The first time is the worst, but with each death the soul is wounded further. After a while there is nothing left but scar tissue.
That's the thing about old friends. You just know these things about them. You have learned to love them. This is the glue that binds us together. It's like family, I suppose. All that history. We know everything there is to know about one another.
In friendship, as in love, opposites often attract. Extrovert and introvert, yin and yang.
People are basically civilised animals. That the essential urges are hidden beneath a layer of social gloss; stifled, controlled. But at times of even fairly minor stress, the animal within has a go at breaking through. [...] Some people, given just the right amount of pressure, taken out of their usual, comfortable environments, don't need much encouragement at all to become monsters.
Even if you don't have much interaction with other human beings – as I do not – it turns out that the instinct to judge one another, that basic human trait, does not leave us.
That's the thing about old friends, isn't it? Sometimes they don't even realise that they no longer have anything in common. That maybe they don't even like each other any more.
There is nothing like stirring a bit of jealousy to fire things up in a relationship.
Humans are hunters, it's in our very DNA. We need to find an outlet for those needs. The blood lust.
I have seen dead bodies before in my time, in my old line of work. A greater number than the average person, definitely. But the horror of the experience never leaves you. It is always a shock – a profound, existential shock – to be confronted with the inanimate object that was once a person. A person so recently thinking, feeling, seeing, reduced to so much cold flesh.
Trying to get drunk to assuage loneliness only ever makes you feel lonelier than before.
She is completely at ease, dancing like this with the rest of us watching, sitting still. She's so in tune with her body. I have always longed for that lack of inhibition. Because, really, isn't that what dancing is? It isn't about being particularly talented: not unless it's something you do professionally. It's more an ability to shake off your own self-consciousness. I have never been able to do that. It's not really something you can learn to do. You either have it, or you don't.
They say you spend your first year at university trying to shake off all the 'friends' you make in your first week, and that was true for me [...]. After uni you spend the next few years winnowing those remaining friends down, realising that you don't have the time and energy to trek across London or indeed the country to see people who have barely anything in common with you any more.
Hope is a great thing, when there is still a chance of everything being OK. But in cases that are quite literally hopeless it can do much more damage than good.
There are people who hold out for love, capital letters LOVE, and don't stop until they've found it. There are those who give up because they don't find it. Boom or bust – all or nothing. And then, perhaps in the majority, there are those who settle. And I think we're the sensible ones.
I hate walking. It's so boring, and purposeless. Give me a run any day, something that burns double the number of calories in half the time.