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“Can’t this thing go any faster?�� Thalia demanded.
Zoe glared at her. “I cannot control traffic.��
You both sound like my mother,�� I said.
Shut up!�� they both said in union.”
― Rick Riordan, The Titan’s Curse

“Brother,�� Artemis chided. “You do not help my Hunters. You do not look at, talk to, or flirt with my Hunters. And you do not call them sweetheart.”
― Rick Riordan, The Titan’s Curse

“Boys are usually forbidden to have any contact with the Hunters. The last one to see this camp…�� She looked at Zoe. “Which one was it?��
That boy in Colorado,�� Zoe said. “You turned him into a jackalope.��
Ah, yes.�� Artemis nodded, satisfied. “I enjoy making jackalopes��”
― Rick Riordan, The Titan’s Curse

“Ransom really looked at the other man for the first time, shook his head, stared again. “Holy hell, your eyes are like a fucking viper’s.��

Venom raised an eyebrow. “You have hair prettier than one of Astaad’s concubines.��

Ransom gave the vampire the finger.

Venom grinned.”
― Nalini Singh, Archangel's Consort

“The world is made up of two classes - the hunters and the huntees.”
― Richard Connell, The Most Dangerous Game

“Wildlife, we are constantly told, would run loose across our towns and cities were it not for the sport hunters to control their population, as birds would blanket the skies without the culling services of Ducks Unlimited and other groups. Yet here they are breeding wild animals, year after year replenishing the stock, all for the sole purpose of selling and killing them, deer and bears and elephants so many products being readied for the market. Animals such as deer, we are told, have no predators in many areas, and therefore need systematic culling. Yet when attempts are made to reintroduce natural predators such as wolves and coyotes into these very areas, sport hunters themselves are the first to resist it. Weaker animals in the wild, we hear, will only die miserable deaths by starvation and exposure without sport hunters to control their population. Yet it's the bigger, stronger animals they're killing and wounding--the very opposite of natural selection--often with bows and pistols that only compound and prolong the victim's suffering.”
― Matthew Scully, Dominion: The Power of Man, the Suffering of Animals, and the Call to Mercy

“One-third to one-half of humanity are said to go to bed hungry every night. In the Old Stone Age the fraction must have been much smaller. This is the era of hunger unprecedented. Now, in the time of the greatest technical power, is starvation an institution. Reverse another venerable formula: the amount of hunger increases relatively and absolutely with the evolution of culture.”
― Marshall Sahlins, Stone Age Economics

“Every year the hunters shot cows and horses and family pets and each other. And unbelievably, they sometimes shot themselves, perhaps in a psychotic episode where they mistook themselves for dinner”
― Louise Penny, Still Life

“In the preface of "The Rifles"
"Another rule we followed was never kill an animal that we were not going to use for food or clothing." Barnabas Piryuaq
"Well, in those high latitudes we found such quantities of seals and walruses that we simply did not know what to do with them.There were thousands and thousands lying there; we walked among them and hit them on the head, and laughed heartily in the abundance which God had created." Jan Welzi 1933. ”
― William T. Vollmann, The Rifles

“Lions are neither predators nor killers. They just go for hunting like kings; because they are the kings!”
― Munia Khan

“Cradling her to his chest, he cursed himself for taking too much blood. He was certain he hadn't taken enough for her to need a transfusion, but it had clearly left her weak.
"I'm so sorry," he whispered, glad she hadn't found the deed in his thoughts. He had feared he wouldn't be able to hide it from her.
The dog began to whine again.
"It's okay, boy," he murmured. "She's okay. She's just tired."
Several minutes passed while he stroked her hair and held her close despite the pain it caused. She was petite and looked as though she only weighed about a hundred pounds. After spending all damned night digging his sorry ass up, no wonder she passed out.
"I haven't seen it yet," she mumbled against his neck as consciousness returned, "but I'm willing to bet your ass is actually quite nice."
Startled laughter escaped him, inspiring another groan. "Don't make me laugh. It hurts too much."
"Sorry. I couldn't resist.”
― Dianne Duvall, Awaken the Darkness

“Hunter's stew is also known as hunter's pot or perpetual stew.
It is made in a large pot, and the ingredients are anything you can find. The idea is that it is never finished, never emptied all the way- instead it is topped up perpetually. It is a stew with an unending cycle. It is a stew that can last for years.
It dates back to medieval Poland, first made in cauldrons no one bothered to empty or wash. It began with the simmering of game meat- pigeon, hare, hen, pheasant, rabbit- just anything you could get your hands on. It would then be supplemented with foraged vegetables, seasoned with wild herbs. Sometimes spices or even wine would be added. Then, as time went by, additional food scraps and leftovers were thrown in- recently harvested produce, stale hunks of bread, newly slaughtered meat, or beans dried for the winter months. It would exist in perpetuity, always the same, always new.
Traditionally the stew has spicy, savory, and sour notes. An element of sourness is absolutely necessary to cut through the rich and intense flavor. It is said to improve with age.”
― Lara Williams, Supper Club

“Putting on the collar is taking charge of unexpected situations. Keeping humans from taking control from me. To tell hunters that I'm not prey. Not a trophy by wearing the collar. I looked at the circlet again. Looking deeper, I see not subjugation, but a tool of power to control my fate in the world of man that symbolizes my ownership over both my nature spirit and wolf-self.”
― Jazz Feylynn, Colorado State of Mind

“Man is the only predator who hunts his own.”
― Kenneth Eade, Unwanted

“We need to embrace our anger. By that I mean, we want to recognize the sacredness of anger. Many deities from all around the world depict 'anger' in a sacred way. Kali, The Morrigan, Hades, Set, Mars, Minerva, Lugh, Thor, Vulcan, Odin, and Fion Mac Cumhail are all deities that express a divine kind of anger. They are the avengers, hunters, protectors, and warriors; Gods and Goddesses of death and slaughter.”
― Laurence Galian, Beyond Duality: The Art of Transcendence

“The thing to do, once you know you are lost, is to find a good, safe place to build a little fire, build it, fire three shots, light a cigarette, and sit down and wait.”
― Louise Dickinson Rich, We Took to the Woods

“Hunting dragons brings out the best and worst in people.”
― Kyoko M., Of Wings & Shadows

“The wolves watch us watching them and i recall the two wolves chasing the snowshoe hare across the field. How fast they claimed that animal as their prize. I remember wondering how the rabbit's heart must have known without doubt that it would be eaten. I think about this as we turn our backs on the wolves, and head deeper into the woods. I try to bury the worry, because we're not rabbits. We are humans. We are hunters. We are not prey.”
― Victoria Scott, Hear the Wolves

“When pressed, hunters who claim that they just want “to be out in the wilderness,�� will admit that the kill is essential—or at least the hope of a kill. As it turns out, there is no correlation between hunting and hiking,
climbing, backpacking, kayaking, or any other outdoor activity. Hunters do not purposefully linger in the woods after a kill, but quickly begin the process of preparing to head home with the corpse. For hunters, the kill is the climax—the most important moment. They are not driving into the woods (or sometimes actually walking) for the sake of beauty, but in the hope of a kill. The kill can be likened to male orgasm. Sex is traditionally thought to be over when the man has an orgasm, and the hunt is never so decisively over as it is after a successful kill. As a teacher, I impatiently listened to a young man matter-of-factly defend the importance of hunting because he found the experience “orgasmic.�� From his point of view, all that mattered was how exciting and wonderful the experience was for him. The “side affects�� of the man’s preferred action—the experience of the deer (and the woman)—are deemed to be so irrelevant that
they are not even mentioned.”
― Lisa Kemmerer, Speaking Up for Animals: An Anthology of Women's Voices

“Hunters need to be able to trust blindly in the person beside them, but above all in the person behind them.”
― Fredrik Backman, The Winners

“It is hard for us to imagine now, but our earliest human ancestors who ventured out onto the grasslands of East Africa some six million years ago were remarkably weak and vulnerable creatures. They stood less than five feet tall. They walked upright and could run on their two legs, but nowhere near as fast as the swift predators on four legs that pursued them. They were skinny—their arms could not provide much defense. They had no claws or fangs or poison to resort to if under attack. To gather fruits, nuts, and insects, or to scavenge dead meat, they had to move out into the open savanna where they became easy prey to leopards or packs of hyenas. So weak and small in number, they might have easily become extinct.

And yet within the space of a few million years (remarkably short on the time scale of evolution), these rather physically unimpressive ancestors of ours transformed themselves into the most formidable hunters on the planet. What could possibly account for such a miraculous turnaround?”
― Robert Greene

“The past few weeks, I've been seeing coyote hunters during the day with their jeeps and pickups parked by the road, talking into walkie-talkies, dead-serious looks on their faces. In their camouflage clothes, they look like members of a SWAT team about to break into a methamphetamine lab. They must imagine that there's some danger. Are the coyotes armed and dangerous?”
― Ted Kooser, Local Wonders: Seasons in the Bohemian Alps

“ახალ�� სახეობებიო? ევოლუციი�� ბრუნიო? გარდუვალ�� გადაშენება, ღორები და ვიტამინები��? მე ამის არ მეშინი��. უარესი�� მინახავს. გინდ��, თვითგადარჩენის ინსტინქტ�� უნოდ�� ამას და გინდ�� სხვა რა��. დიახაც, ბოლომდ�� ვიბრძოლე�� სიცოცხლისათვის. ფეხებზ�� მკიდია შენი ევოლუცია! და��, სხვა სახეობებ�� ჩადგნე�� რიგშ�� და დაიცადონ. მე სასაკლაოსაკე�� მორჩილად მიმავალი პირუტყვი არ�� ვა��. დანებდ��, თუ გინდ��, ჩინგაჩგუ��, წადი, ეახლ�� უფრო სრულყოფილებს და უკეთ შეგუებულებ��. დაუთმე მა�� შენი ადგილი ისტორიაშ��, თუ გრძნობ, რო�� დაიღალ�� ბრძოლი��, მაგრამ არ გაბედო ჩემი ჩათრევ�� ამაშ��. ნუ ცდილობ ჩემს დაშინება��. რატო�� მეუბნები ამას? თუ მარტ�� არ იქნები და კოლექტიურა�� დავნებდები��, მაში�� ის�� აღარ შეგრცხვება, არ��? იქნე�� მტრები ყოველი მათთან მიყვანილ�� მეგობრისათვი�� დამატები�� თეფშ ფაფა�� გთავაზობენ? მა��, ჩემს ბრძოლა�� აზრი არ�� აქვს? მა��, უფსკრული�� პირა�� ვდგავართ? თუ მიგაჩნია, რო�� შენი ადგილი იმ უფსკრული�� ფსკერზეა, ღმერთმ�� ხელი მოგიმართოს! მე კი იქ არ გადავხტები. თუ „მოაზროვნე ადამიანი�� რაფინირებული და ცივილიზებული ჰომო საპიენსი კაპიტულაციას ირჩევს, მე უარს ვიტყვი ამ საპატი�� წოდებაზე. დავრჩები მხეცად და, როგორც ნამდვილი მხეც��, სისხლი�� ბოლო წვეთამდე ვიბრძოლე�� სიცოცხლისათვის, ყელს გამოვჭამ ყველას, ვინც ამაშ�� ხელს შემიშლის! და მე. გადავრჩები�� გესმის? გადავრჩები”
― Dmitry Glukhovsky, Metro 2033

“The kill can be likened to male orgasm. Sex is traditionally thought to be over when the man has an orgasm, and the hunt is never so decisively over as it is after a successful kill. As a teacher, I impatiently listened to a young man matter-of-factly defend the importance of hunting because he found the experience “orgasmic.�� From his point of view, all that mattered was how exciting and wonderful the experience was for him.”
― Lisa Kemmerer, Speaking Up for Animals: An Anthology of Women's Voices

“For centuries those people were hunters, and now hunting has been taken away from them, without anything taking its place. When you separate people from their past without giving them anything in its place, they live with their eyes on that past . . . They're not the ones to blame.”
― Romain Gary, The Roots of Heaven

“All who come to me with help are welcome. Nationalism, you know �� whether it's white hunters or black hunters, the old ones or the new ones �� I’m against 'em all. I'm on the side of anyone who will take the necessary steps.'
[...]
He added as if incidentally, 'I was in the Resistance, during the Occupation. I fought not so much to defend France against Germany, but to defend elephants against hunters.”
― Romain Gary, The Roots of Heaven

“We've been hunted so long, we almost forgot what it feels like to be the hunters”
― Elle Cosimano, Seasons of the Storm

“The bushes parted and a man stepped out. Gytha could see at once this was no charcoal burner. His fine red leather gloves and boots were not fashioned by any cordwainer in these parts. Nor was he a man who needed to hunt to fill his family's hungry bellies, for the flash from the gold thread on the trim of his tunic was enough to alert any quarry for miles around.”
― Karen Maitland, The Gallows Curse

“For humans behaving like animals there will be hunters.”
― Tamerlan Kuzgov

“Irini nodded again as she gazed off into the trees. “Strange times,�� she said. “Times of change.��

“Good or bad?�� he asked.

“Change is neither good nor bad, my champion.�� She smiled her wolfish smile. “It is a matter of who takes advantage of the chaos. Idle hunters starve, as you know.”
― Marcel M. du Plessis, The Curse of Balar