Those who play with cats must expect to be scratched.
One of the most striking differences between a cat and a lie is that a cat has only nine lives.
Men teach cats curiosity, but cats keep sense for themselves.
In the night all cats are gray.
In my next life I want to be a cat. To sleep 20 hours a day and wait to be fed. To sit around licking my ass.
A home without a cat – and a well-fed, well-petted, and properly revered cat – may be a perfect home, perhaps, but how can it prove title?