Jaguars Quotes

“He rested his head on top of mine and whispered, "I'm warning you now. I'm a horrible patient."
I smiled in spite of myself and pulled back. "Of course you are. That's why you're a doctor.”
― Lisa Kessler, Harvest Moon

“The wolf demands her mate. But the woman loathes the man.”
― Lisa Kessler, New Moon

“I could shoot you in the foot."
"Please do. At least then I wouldn't have to endure this sock humiliation any longer.”
― Lisa Kessler, New Moon

“You should've mentioned you were bringing a beautiful woman. I would've combed my hair.”
― Lisa Kessler, New Moon

“He brought up both hands to hold my face. "I would die for you, Isabelle."
"No." I shook my head. "Live for me.”
― Lisa Kessler, New Moon

“She heated parts of me I hadn't realized were lost.
And I wanted more.”
― Lisa Kessler, New Moon

“I never dreamed redemption would be this good.”
― Lisa Kessler, New Moon

“There isn't another person I'd be more willing to walk into hell with than you.”
― Lisa Kessler, New Moon

“I never saw true beauty till this night.”
― Lisa Kessler, New Moon

“You're glowing." He chuckled, taming his hair. "Forgive me for being proud instead of embarrassed.”
― Lisa Kessler, New Moon

“Now she could smell what the jaguar could smell, odors deeper and richer than anything she had experienced before, layers of smell she could read like Fray Tomás had read the words in her father’s book: the wet decay of leaves, the death fear of a mouse, the poisonous cloy of datura, water and mud and insects, the wind carrying the smell of other animals, the wind itself, and the girl, of course, always the girl with her juicy flesh. The girl smelled incredibly good. Should the jaguar do this? Should Teresa eat herself?”
― Sharman Apt Russell, Teresa of the New World

“Feliz is our lone jaguar. The last jaguar we had before him died of despair. That wasn't the official cause of death, of course not, but we all knew it. The rumor goes that the zoo's owners, the Pinkton family, paid an obscene amount to acquire another jaguar, probably the only one on Earth, given the state of the countries in which the creature's natural habitat once existed. Feliz was plucked out of the last few acres of the Amazon as the bulldozers waited, like customers impatiently hovering while a buffet is prepared. So Feliz is kind of a big deal. He doesn't appear cognizant of this fact, however. If anything, he looks to be on a mission to wear away the floor of his enclosure until he drops right through the earth and out of this life. He paces without cease. His nails are worn to stubs and his mouth hangs open in a perpetual rictus that wrecks your heart. He longs to forget all this, and to be forgotten.”
― Emma Sloley, The Island of Last Things