I feel akin to the Platypus. An orphan in a family. A swimmer, a recluse. Part bird, part fish, part lizard.
Fear may very well be a caveman fear of the predator, of the giant lizard chasing them - maybe that's what Steven Spielberg connects with so well in Lost World.
I am not a demon. I am a lizard, a shark, a heat-seeking panther. I want to be Bob Denver on acid playing the accordion.
Every lizard lies on its belly, so we cannot tell which has a belly-ache
The man that brings ant-infested faggots into his hut should not grumble when lizards begin to pay him a visit.
The lizard that jumped from a high Iroko tree to the ground said he would praise himself if no-one else did.
Remote though your farm may be, It's something to be the lord of one green lizard-and free.
What would you rather be? 52 and look 52, or 52 and look like a 28-year-old lizard?
I think like the species I am studying, whatever it is. If I am watching a lizard, I become the lizard. Gazing ath the water at a pike, I become the pike.
What did turtles evolve from? Really, I want to know. And for God’s sake, don’t say lizards, because turtles are nothing like lizards. They could not be more different.
When you are in a creative or appreciative zone, you literally have no access to your inner lizard, to that fear-based, non creative, shrieking little beasty who's so afraid you're going to be a bag lady.
Tell your lizard (brain) to shut up.
Why is it so difficult to assemble those things that really matter in life and to dwell among them only? I am referring to certain landscapes, persons, beasts, books, rooms, meteorological conditions, fruits.
The long days seduce all thought away, and we lie like the lizards in the sun, postponing our lives indefinitely.
Each man carries the vestiges of his birth; the slime and eggshells of his primeval past with him to the end of his days. Some never become human, remaining frog, lizard, ant. Some are human above the waist, fish below.
The lizard isn't listening and the lizard doesn't care.
I must admit I’m impressed, Sadie. You controlled your magic and controlled Isis. And you, Carter, did well turning into a lizard.
Being turned into a lizard can really mess up your day.
Go and copulate with yon purple lizard.
I go where the lizards tell me.
It is better to be small, colorful, sexy, careless, and peaceful...
The lizard stared up at us, and we stared back, taking each other in. He was little and defenseless, I felt sorry for him already. This was a screwed-up place he'd just come into. But he didn't have to know that. Not yet, anyway. There in that room, where it was hot and cramped, the world probably still seemed small enough to manage.
I come in peace...Take me to your lizard.
Democracy is all about not electing the wrong man-eating lizard.
The sort of man who likes to spend his time watching a cage of monkeys chase one another, or a lion gnaw its tail, or a lizard catch flies, is precisely the sort of man whose mental weakness should be combated at the public expense, not fostered.
I always had an affinity for lizards. I've always felt somewhat close to them. They're reptiles. I find myself feeling somewhat reptilian at times.
I am the Lizard King, I can do anything!