Quotes by Erin Hunter

follow your heart! (sppotedleafs motto)

[Fireheart]mewed,Its not my place to judge you. Greystripe looked up as Fireheart went on. Greystripe, whatever you decide to do, I will always be your friend.

Now Darkstripe, Graypaw hissed to Firepaw under his breath, is neither young, nor pretty.

Bluestar blinked. There are cats who would argue that there should never have been a fifth Clan in the forest at all. Why are there four oaks at Fourtrees, if not to stand for the four Clans?Firestar gazed up at the massive oak trees, then back at Bluestar. Fury pure as a lighting flash rushed through his body. Are you mouse-brained? he snarled. Are you telling me SkyClan had to leave because there werent enough trees?

You speak from your heart, young Firepaw. This will make you a stronger warrior one day. said LionheartTigerclaw growled. Or it might make him give in to kittypet weakness right at the moment of attack

Why do relationships have to be so complicated?

I wonder if hell ever see the truth in my own heart: that, whatever Dustpelt says, however much Fireheart breaks the warrior code, I love him more that I could imagine loving any other cat. And if Fireheart knew, would he love me, too?- Sandstorm

The only true borders lie between day and night, between life and death, between hope and loss.

Im going to die whatever you do, but Im not afraid.

Fireheart dashed to the warriors side. Cloudtail was standing stiff-legged, every hair in his pelt on end as if he were facing an enemy. His eyes were fixed on the limp heap of tabby fur huddled at his paws.Why, Fireheart? Cloudtail wailed. Why her?Fireheart knew, but rage and grief made it hard to speak. Because Tigerstar wants the pack to get a taste of cat blood, he rasped. The dead cat lying in front of them was Brindleface.

Fireheart tensed, waiting for whatever had hunted down these apprentices to emerge from the trees and attack, but nothing stirred. Feeling as if his legs hardly belonged to him, he sprang down and stumbled across to Swiftpaw.The apprentice lay on his side, his legs splayed out. His black-and-white fur was torn, and his body was covered with dreadful wounds, ripped by teeth far bigger than any cats. His jaws still snarled and his eyes glared. He was dead, and Fireheart could see that he had died fighting.

Once a friend, always a friend. Why should borders stop that?

Twolegs are mousebrain

Bumblestripe: “I think we showed them.”Hazeltail: “Showed them what? How much blood can be spilled in a pointless battle?

Brambleclaw dipped his head. “The battle is won,” he growled. “The clearing is ours. Do you concede or shall we fight for it again?”Blackstar flashed a look of burning hatred over his shoulder. “Take it,” he hissed. “It was never worth the blood that has been spilled here today.

Maybe we will meet again in the paths of dreaming, but my heart tells me this is farewell.

I’d bet a month of dawn patrols those apprentices had something to do with it,” Birchfall meowed. “Why else would they disappear back to ShadowClan without their mother?”Dustpelt let out a snort of amusement. “I can just picture those three holding Blackstar down until he agreed.

Warriors should suffer their pain silently.

Destiny isnt a path any cat follows blindly. It is always a matter of choice, and sometimes the heart speaks loudest. Listen to your heart, because thats where your true destiny lies.

I learned a lot. Friendship and kinship matter more than adventure. Boundaries only exist in our minds. A heart can travel to the horizon without moving a paw step. And I made the best friend any cat ever had.