Lionpaw Quotes & Sayings

A NEW CONQUEST always had a wonderful effect on Charlie. He became overnight generous, understanding, inexhaustibly good-humored, relaxed, kind to cats, dogs, and strangers, expansive, and compassionate. — John Cheever

A man builds a fine house; and now he has a master, and a task for life. — Ralph Waldo Emerson

I'm afraid for you," he'd said. "The world can be cruel to your kind." But Jesper had always wondered if maybe his father had been a little afraid of him, too. — Leigh Bardugo

I'll tell you what I long for, the days of disarray, when I didn't give a damn or a fuck or a farthing. — Don DeLillo

You are the only you God made ... God made you and broke the mold. — Max Lucado

Imagine if all the car makers in the world were to sit down together to design one extremely simple, embellishment-free, functional car that was made from the most environmentally-sustainable materials, how cheap to buy and humanity-and-Earth-considerate that vehicle would be. And imagine all the money that would be saved by not having different car makers duplicating their efforts, competing and trying to out-sell each other, and overall how much time that would liberate for all those people involved in the car industry to help those less fortunate and suffering in the world. Likewise, imagine when each house is no longer designed to make an individualised, ego-reinforcing, status-symbol statement for its owners and all houses are constructed in a functionally satisfactory, simple way, how much energy, labour, time and expense will be freed up to care for the wellbeing of the less fortunate and the planet. — Jeremy Griffith

And Jaypaw-well, Jaypaw can heal cats."
"Thanks a bunch." muttered Jaypaw. — Erin Hunter

As they entered the camp, Lionpaw raced to meet them. "Wow!" He stared at Bluepaw's bloodied ear. "Does it hurt?" "A little," Bluepaw lied. It stung like fury. — Erin Hunter

I could run farther than a hare! I could fight the fiercest fox that ever lived ... I could climb the highest mountain faster than an eagle could fly. — Erin Hunter

Poor Cinderpaw'll think she's being stalked by toadstools," Lionpaw mewed. — Erin Hunter

Then stop being a know-it-all lionpaw retorted You're not my mentor so stay out of my fur.
Lionpaw at Berrynose in Outcast pg 67 — Erin Hunter

In the wake of the Longitude Act, the concept of "discovering the longitude" became a synonym for attempting the impossible. — Dava Sobel

The soul must stretch over the cosmogonic abysses, while the body performs its daily duties. — Paramahansa Yogananda

Here you will find marvelous moustaches, which neither pen nor brush could depict. To which the best part of a lifetime has been devoted, objects of long vigils by day and midnight; moustaches on which the most ravishing ointments have been poured, which have been anointed with the most precious pomades and which are the envy of passerby.. — Andrei Bely

I turned in my seat. Will's face was in shadow and I couldn't quite make it out.
'Just hold on. Just for a minute.'
'Are you all right?' I found my gaze dropping towards his chair, afraid some part of him was pinched, or trapped, that I had got something wrong.
'I'm fine. I just . . . '
I could see his pale collar, his dark suit jacket a contrast against it.
'I don't want to go in just yet. I just want to sit and not have to think about . . . ' He swallowed.
Even in the half-dark it seemed effortful.
'I just . . . want to be a man who has been to a concert with a girl in a red dress. Just for a few minutes more.'
I released the door handle.
'Sure.'
I closed my eyes and lay my head against the headrest, and we sat there together for a while longer, two people lost in remembered music, half hidden in the shadow of a castle on a moonlit hill. — Jojo Moyes

Wine is a living, breathing thing during its time in the bottle and in the glass. It is always changing, especially in the glass. A little oxygen can really open up and release the flavors in a complex wine, as well as mellow the rougher edge of immaturity. — Mireille Guiliano

She felt the blazing heat of his mouth cover her, his tongue searching the tender flesh, arrowing to the sensitive bud where her desire centered. Her knees weakened, and she would have collapsed had his hands not cupped beneath her buttocks, gripping and steadying her. Moaning, she strained against the sliding, tormenting delight of his tongue, until she began to stiffen at the imminent approach of climax. — Lisa Kleypas

I'm loyal to my Clan, Lionpaw told himself. I shouldn't have to prove it. But still, the bitter taste of his lie stung in his throat. — Erin Hunter

Lionpaw glared over his shoulder at the three cats, wishing he could ignore the stupid truce and rip a piece of fur from each of them. — Erin Hunter