Jungle

an impassable dense forest (typically tropical)
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Jungle (from Sanskrit: जंगल jangala, meaning uncultivated land) is land covered with dense tangled vegetation, especially in the tropics. The word was long used as a synonym for tropical rainforest, although these usually do not have dense vegetation at ground level, save at openings, such as at riverbanks. Metaphorically, the word often refers to situations which are perceived as unruly, lawless, or where mere "survival of the fittest" or "laws of the jungle" prevail.

The jungle wasn't evil. It was indifferent. So, too, was the world. ~ Karl Marlantes

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Now this is the Law of the Jungle — as old and as true as the sky;
And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf that shall break it must die. ~ Rudyard Kipling
 
The jungle is large and the Cub he is small. Let him think and be still. ~ Rudyard Kipling
  • Tarzan of the Apes, young and savage beast of the jungle, wondered at the cruel brutality of his own kind.
    Sheeta, the leopard, alone of all the jungle folk, tortured his prey. The ethics of all the others meted a quick and merciful death to their victims.
    Tarzan had learned from his books but scattered fragments of the ways of human beings.
  • I am Tarzan, King of the Apes, mighty hunter, mighty fighter. In all the jungle there is none so great.
  • A man perfects himself by working. Foul jungles are cleared away, fair seed-fields rise instead, and stately cities; and with the man himself first ceases to be a jungle, and foul unwholesome desert thereby. The man is now a man.
  • Roaming through the jungle of "oohs" and "ahs," searching for a more agreeable noise, I live a life of primitivity with the mind of a child and an unquenchable thirst for sharps and flats.
  • Nature here is violent, base. I wouldn't see anything erotical here. I would see fornication and asphyxiation and choking and fighting for survival and growing and just rotting away. Of course there's a lot of misery, but it's the same misery that is all around us. The trees here are in misery and the birds are in misery. I don't think they sing. They just screech in pain.
  • ‘There is none like to me !' says the Cub in the pride of his earliest kill;
    But the jungle is large and the Cub he is small. Let him think and be still.
  • Now this is the Law of the Jungle—as old and as true as the sky;
    And the Wolf that shall keep it may prosper, but the Wolf that shall break it must die.

    As the creeper that girdles the tree trunk, the Law runneth forward and back;
    For the strength of the Pack is the Wolf, and the strength of the Wolf is the Pack.

  • Now these are the Laws of the jungle, and many and mighty are they;
    But the head and the hoof of the Law and the haunch and the hump is — Obey!
 
When Pack meets with Pack in the Jungle, And neither will go from the trail, Lie down till the leaders have spoken, It may be fair words shall prevail. - Rudyard Kipling.
  • When Pack meets with Pack in the Jungle, And neither will go from the trail, Lie down till the leaders have spoken, It may be fair words shall prevail.
 
After several thousand years, we have advanced to the point where we bolt our doors and windows and turn on our burglar alarms - while the jungle natives sleep in open-door huts.
  • He thought of the jungle, already regrowing around him to cover the scars they had created. He thought of the tiger, killing to eat. Was that evil? And ants? They killed. No, the jungle wasn't evil. It was indifferent. So, too, was the world.
  • Welcome to the jungle.
    It gets worse here everyday.
    Ya learn ta live like an animal
    In the jungle where we play.
    If you got a hunger for what you see
    You'll take it eventually
    You can have anything you want
    But you better not take it from me.
 
In front of me, I see the jungle burning; behind me, I see green plants sprouting. We shall merge into the One from whom we came.
  • It may be that to eat and be eaten are the same thing in the end. My wisdom tells me that this is probably so. We are all made of the same stuff, remember, we of the Jungle, you of the City. The same substance composes us — the tree overhead, the stone beneath us, the bird, the beast, the starwe are all one, all moving to the same end. Remember that when you no longer remember me, my child.
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