One of the most striking differences between a cat and a lie is that a cat has only nine lives.
No breed of cats in its proper condition can by any stretch of the imagination be thought of as even slightly ungraceful — a record against which must be pitted the depressing spectacle of impossibly flattened bulldogs, grotesquely elongated dachshunds, hideously shapeless and shaggy Airedales, and the like.
Men teach cats curiosity, but cats keep sense for themselves.
It is no compliment to be the stupidly idolised master of a dog whose instinct it is to idolise, but it is a very distinct tribute to be chosen as the friend and confidant of a philosophic cat who is wholly his own master and could easily choose another companion if he found such a one more agreeable and interesting.
It is good to be a cynic—it is better to be a contented cat — and it is best not to exist at all.
In the night all cats are gray.[translation by John Willis Clark]By night all cats are grey.[translation by John Ormsby][De noche todos los gatos son pardos.]
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.
In fact, the mere act of opening the box will determine the state of the cat, although in this case there were three determinate states the cat could be in: these being Alive, Dead, and Bloody Furious.
In ancient times cats were worshipped as gods; they have not forgotten this.
If cats looked like frogs we’d realize what nasty, cruel little bastards they are. Style. That’s what people remember.
I DON’T HOLD WITH CRUELTY TO CATS.
I am glad you have a Cat, but I do not believe it is So remarkable a cat as My Cat. My Cat is a Lilliecat Hubvously. What a lilliecat it is. There never was such a Lilliecat. Its Name is JELLYORUM and its one Idea is to be Usefull!!
