“Be motivated like the falcon,hunt gloriously.Be magnificent as the leopard,fight to win.Spend less time withnightingales and peacocks.One is all talk,the other only color.”

“... all reputable falconers agreed that for hunting purposes the only way you could reliably bring down prey with a wowhawk was by using it in a slingshot.”

“At the time, it seemed to me that Jeremy was spending a lot of time with a piece of plastic pressed against his ear, talking to himself. Which was fine by me. We all have our eccentricities. Jeremy liked talking to plastic; I liked hunting and eating the rats that ventured into the motel room. Or, at least I did like hunting and eating the rats, until Jeremy caught me and promptly kiboshed that hobby. Some of us are less tolerant of eccentricities than others.”

“Can the leopard change his spots?” Emrys mused. “Leopards have, but the other leopards don’t like it.”

“Not to waste time on nonsense. Not to be taken in by conjurors and hoodoo artists with their talk about incantations and exorcism and all the rest of it. Not to be obsessed with quail-fighting or other crazes like that.”

“They say ‘Wine is Satan’s falcon,’ apparently he uses it in hunting men!”