The Sight Quotes

“There will be three, kin of your kin, who hold the power of the stars in their paws.”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“Great, lets round up all the useless cats and hope a tree falls on them - Jayfeather”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“Your gift is not a burden," she whispered. "But you must be brave, because it has more power than the sharpest claw...”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“Jaykit is blind...”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“You drift around the camp like a little dark cloud looking for someone to rain on," Leafpool snapped (at Jaypaw).”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“Great, let's round up all the useless cats and hope a tree falls on them.

-Jayfeather”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“Jaykit was lying by the pool at one side of the den. He turned his jay-feather blue eyes on her as she entered.”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“I’m not treating Jaykit,” Hollykit explained. “Lionkit’s been scratched by a thorn in his bedding.” Leafpool opened her eyes wide in surprise. “How did you know to use dock?” Hollykit stared uncertainly at the medicine cat. Jaykit told me. “She remembered the smell from when you used it to treat me,” Jaykit mewed. Hollykit ran her tail across his flank so he knew she was grateful. It wasn’t that she wanted Leafpool to think she was more clever than Jaykit; she just wanted her to see that she would make a great medicine cat. “Well done, Hollykit!” Leafpool meowed.”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“I would give my last drop of blood to save your kit,” Leafpool meowed softly to Crowfeather. “You know that.”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“She’ll listen when she’s ready to hear,”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“What’s wrong, Hollypaw?” Leafpool looked up. “You look as though you’ve just lost our entire supply of poppy seeds!” Then her face grew serious. “You haven’t, have you?”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“Loyalty is proved by what we do, not where we came from!”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“But thoughts of his brother quickly slid away, to be replaced with the memory of heather-colored eyes and a soft voice asking if he needed herbs.”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“What about me?”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“I might not be able to see what you see,” he told her, “but I can tell a lot from what I can hear and smell and feel.” He lifted his nose. “I know ShadowClan is over there, not just because the stench of them is strong enough to scare a rabbit, but because the tang of the pines tells me there can’t be much undergrowth, so the cats who hunt there must be cunning and good at stalking.” He turned his head. “And over there I can smell the moorland. The wind comes in a great unbroken sweep, undisturbed by trees. The WindClan cats who live there must be fast and small to hunt in such open country.” Then he gazed at the lake in front of them. “I know RiverClan live across the lake, though I can’t smell their scent. It’s hidden by the scents from the lake, which are stronger today because of the wind. But I know that RiverClan will feel the coming rain first because the wind is driving the waves this way—I can hear them slapping against the shore.” “You can tell all that without seeing it?” “Yes, of course.”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“Firestar has set you quite a challenge for your first apprentice, Brightheart,” Longtail remarked. “Just because I’m blind doesn’t mean—” Jaypaw began hotly. “I wasn’t referring to your blindness,” Longtail interrupted. “I meant your attitude.” “What’s wrong with my attitude?”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“I hope Thornclaw’s remembered that he’s leading the sunhigh patrol,” the flame-colored she-cat meowed, half to herself. “You’d better go and remind him, seeing as you seem to be keeping an eye on everyone around here,” Hollykit muttered. “What was that?” Squirrelflight’s thoughtful gaze remained on Thornclaw. “Nothing,” Hollykit mewed guiltily. “Don’t forget Ferncloud,” Squirrelflight reminded her, padding away. Hollykit stared after her mother, feeling a surge of rebellious anger. “It wouldn’t be so bad if she even noticed she was spoiling our fun!” “She’s just busy,” Lionkit mewed. “You know what she’s like.”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“Sandstorm reassured her apprentice with an old nursery saying: “It’s better to scare off a mouse than welcome a badger.”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“Jaykit lashed his tail. Oh, great, he thought. Let’s lump all the useless cats together and hope a tree falls on them!”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“Don’t be hard on yourself,” Leafpool encouraged. “There’s a lot to learn.”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“It’s my destiny,” he muttered. “Wanting doesn’t seem to come into it.”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“You’ll be feeling more than impatience if you keep giving me rubbish tasks like this! he predicted mutinously.”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“It’s not many cats who’d try foxhunting before they were even out of the nursery.”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“You don’t have to try so hard! You’re only doing it because you feel sorry for me!”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“Brightheart? Jaykit felt a rush of anger so strong it almost knocked him off his paws. Why had Firestar chosen one-eyed Brightheart when there were so many other warriors to choose from? As if he couldn’t guess! He dug his claws into the earth, refusing to step forward to greet his mentor. He ignored her embarrassment, although he could sense it like holly leaves pricking his pelt. He ignored the encouraging murmurs of the other apprentices. He ignored Spiderleg’s angry, “Sshh!” which quieted them. And then he felt a muzzle gently but firmly pushing him forward. Leafpool’s voice murmured in his ear. “Go on.” Gritting his teeth, he padded toward Brightheart and Firestar. “I know it must be hard for you,” Brightheart greeted him sympathetically. “But I promise I will teach you how to protect your Clan even without sight.” She pitied him!”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“I’d hate to be stuck in the medicine den, worrying about sick cats and sorting out piles of old herbs.” Jaykit sank his claws into the moss that lined his nest. “I’d much rather be a warrior, patrolling and hunting and fighting in Clan battles!” Hollykit looked at her brother, fierce and proud. Firestar had to let him become a warrior!”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“I want to be able to help the Clan,” Hollykit told her. “If I were a medicine cat, I could heal my Clanmates when they were sick, and I could share dreams with StarClan.” Leafpool was still gazing at her questioningly, so she went on. “As a warrior I could feed the Clan and defend it—I would die to protect the Clan if I had to—but as a warrior I would be limited to fighting with tooth and claw. As a medicine cat I could fight with all the knowledge and power of StarClan.”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“but I’ve always tried to do what is right for my Clan.” “No cat would doubt your loyalty,” the old cat rasped. “But how far would it go?”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“He wanted to wail to StarClan that it wasn’t fair. But he would not behave like a kit, however much he was treated like one. Instead, he began to tidy up the herbs, pushing all the leaves into neat piles and lining up the poultices, ready for any cats who might return injured.”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight

“Life isn’t fair. Stay in camp.”
― Erin Hunter, The Sight