Theme: instinct
Twenty Thousand Leagues under the Sea / Man vs Nature
Without noticing or speaking to us, he went to the panel, looked at the poulps, and said something to his lieutenant. Naturalist,” he replied; “and we...
Dracula / Predatory Presence
There was something so panther-like in the movement--something so unhuman, that it seemed to sober us all from the shock of his coming. The first to a...
Gulliver's Travels / Survival Instincts
One of them came up almost to my face, whereupon I rose in a fright, and drew out my hanger to defend myself. These horrible animals had the boldness ...
The War of the Worlds / Survival Under Siege
A man, knee-deep near the towing path, shouted inaudibly to me and pointed. Looking back, I saw the other Martians advancing with gigantic strides dow...
A Journey to the Centre of the Earth / Primal Confrontation
The gorilla placed himself on the defensive, and clutching a bone some seven or eight feet in length, a perfect club, aimed a deadly blow at the hideo...
The War of the Worlds / Survival and Conflict
And I would sit in the darkness unable to keep my mind off him by reason of his importunities. He ate more than I did, and it was in vain I pointed ou...
A Journey to the Centre of the Earth / Antediluvian Fears
"A tremendous spurt of water rising out of the waves." "Some other marine monster," I cried, already alarmed. "Perhaps." "Then let us steer more to th...
The War of the Worlds / Urban Panic
There is no safety from the Black Smoke but in instant flight.” That was all, but it was enough. The whole population of the great six-million city wa...
Dracula / Grotesque Survival
He looked very sad at this, so I said that he must clear out some of them, at all events. He cheerfully acquiesced in this, and I gave him the same ti...
The War of the Worlds / Collective Panic
Sparks and burning twigs began to fall into the road, and single leaves like puffs of flame. There were shrieks and shouts, and suddenly a mounted pol...
The War of the Worlds / Panic in Proximity
Then a hoarse murmur and a movement of feet—a splashing from the water. A man, too frightened to drop the portmanteau he carried on his shoulder, swun...
Twenty Thousand Leagues under the Sea / Culinary Survival
no, bread, indeed.” “I do not say that fish is not good; we must not abuse it; but a piece of fresh venison, grilled on live coals, will agreeably var...
A Journey to the Centre of the Earth / Intuition and Survival
Several times I passed my hand across the rock hoping to find some trace of humidity--of the slightest percolation. It now became evident that the hun...