“My heart is lost; the beasts have eaten it.”
“...if the spell was off, I’d have my heart eaten before I could turn around.”“Don’t you want your heart eaten?” asked the fire. [...]“Naturally I don’t,” Sophie answered.”
“The great grey beast February had eaten Harvey Swick alive.”
“I may have lost my heart, but not my self-control. ”
“Be nice to her,” I muttered under my breath. “She’s my sister; she got sick. She lost her kid. For all I know, she may have eaten her.”
“O Judgment ! Thou art fled to brutish beasts, and men have lost their reason !”