“The hill-cat boasts some cunning of her own,
Some stealthy tricks to better beasts unknown
That quick with prey enough her hunger blunts
And feeds her fat while gaunt the lion hunts.”

“Apparently, Mayella's recital had given her confidence, but it was not her father's brash kind: there was something stealthy about hers, like a steady-eyed cat with a twitchy tail.”

“Am I the cat that takes the bird?
To her the hunted, not the hunter.”

“Quick, how do you pick up a cat?"
"Buy her a drink.”

“She has to agree to have me. It could take some time, but I’m confident I can trick her into it.”

“We are going to tickle some Aes Sedai under the chin, rescue a mule, and put a snip-nosed girl on the Lion Throne. Oh, yes. That's Aviendha. Don't look at her crosswise, or she'll try to cut your throat and probably slit her own by mistake.”

“A cat is there if you call her- if she doesn't have anything better to do.”

“Some men are great enough that they can love a whole woman, and not just part of her.”

“Her burdens were her own and burdens were for shoulders strong enough to bear them.”

“He held her close enough to kiss, close enough to whisper the most important secrets in the world, and he spoke to her as he would have wanted some good angel to speak to his family, to his own shivering young soul, long ago and in a land far away.”